[Intro]
(You got this beat from Ant)
Yeah, yeah (Tre made this beat)
Yeah (Ayy, pull up, Lam)
Oh, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
When I was young, I used to pray for a bad bitch (For a bad bitch)
And a fast whip (Fast whip), and a ratchet (Ratchet)
Then I got rich like where was you when I ain't have shit? (I ain't have shit)
Right now, I'm up, but would you be here if it was backwards? Uh
[Chorus]
Picture me rollin' in a drop-top (Skrrt)
PnB hit the city, bring the thots out (Thots out)
No, this ain't no Runtz, bitch, this that zaza (Zaza)
Lookin' for all the opps, them niggas ain't outside (Outside)
[Verse 1]
Got at least 'bout thirty when you see me (When you see me)
Gotta keep a strap, know niggas plottin', look at all these VVs
And I'm with some baddies, the type of bitches you see on TV (See on TV)
And these hoes bougie, all they wan' talk about is CC (Chanel)
You ain't my nigga, you only call me when you need me (Yeah)
And you ain't my bitch, you just wanna fuck me 'cause I got a girl ('Cause I got a girl)
All this blue cheese, you know this money run the world (World)
And keep all that fake shit from 'round me, I just want somethin' thorough (Yeah)
You was supposed to be right next to me, but you ain't play your position (Yeah)
When I got locked up, I called your phone, and the next day, you went missin' (Brr)
I tried to tell you 'bout all my plans, but 'til this day, that shit kill you (That shit kill you, huh)
'Cause I got them racks, yeah, I done glowed up, yeah, yeah
I done turned my back, you don't gets no love, yeah, yeah
They see me ballin'
Watchin' from the bleachers, know it's hard, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
(You got this beat from Ant)
Yeah, yeah (Tre made this beat)
Yeah (Ayy, pull up, Lam)
Oh, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
When I was young, I used to pray for a bad bitch (For a bad bitch)
And a fast whip (Fast whip), and a ratchet (Ratchet)
Then I got rich like where was you when I ain't have shit? (I ain't have shit)
Right now, I'm up, but would you be here if it was backwards? Uh
[Chorus]
Picture me rollin' in a drop-top (Skrrt)
PnB hit the city, bring the thots out (Thots out)
No, this ain't no Runtz, bitch, this that zaza (Zaza)
Lookin' for all the opps, them niggas ain't outside (Outside)
[Verse 1]
Got at least 'bout thirty when you see me (When you see me)
Gotta keep a strap, know niggas plottin', look at all these VVs
And I'm with some baddies, the type of bitches you see on TV (See on TV)
And these hoes bougie, all they wan' talk about is CC (Chanel)
You ain't my nigga, you only call me when you need me (Yeah)
And you ain't my bitch, you just wanna fuck me 'cause I got a girl ('Cause I got a girl)
All this blue cheese, you know this money run the world (World)
And keep all that fake shit from 'round me, I just want somethin' thorough (Yeah)
You was supposed to be right next to me, but you ain't play your position (Yeah)
When I got locked up, I called your phone, and the next day, you went missin' (Brr)
I tried to tell you 'bout all my plans, but 'til this day, that shit kill you (That shit kill you, huh)
'Cause I got them racks, yeah, I done glowed up, yeah, yeah
I done turned my back, you don't gets no love, yeah, yeah
They see me ballin'
Watchin' from the bleachers, know it's hard, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
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