[Chorus: Don Toliver]
I'm poppin' like Crisco
Pull up in a souped up Benzo
Stand on the block with a Glock and ten toes
Ha-ha, how do these niggas fall for these bimbos?
Ha-ha, callin' up Pharrell, I need them Timbos
Call my brother to smoke, he need like ten loads
A mini Minute Maid on drop top, nigga, like ten hoes
I'm jumping in line, Cac' Jack, this shit got ten roads
A nigga want a verse with DT, God damn it, got ten flows

[Bridge: Don Toliver]
I like the way she— uh, yeah
I like the way she— uh, yeah
I like the way she— uh, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah)
I like the way she— uh, yeah
I like the way she— uh, yeah
I like the way she— I like the way she—
I like the way she— yeah

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Lil' ass bitch, touch down in Croatia
I'm in the club, “Here, pop a Fantasia”
“What is you doin' bitch, what is your main shit?”
That lil' petty shit'll turn homicide danger
I poppin' this shit off like Texas Ranger
“Where is you goin' bitch, what is the danger?”
I'm flyin' down the block, this bitch is a angel
I'm bendin' the corner, I'm turnin' the angles
We got all the shit, do this shit like Bojangles
I took the lil' bitch to go shop in Topanga
She stack the shit up but she got her a ringer
Chanelly her purses, she totin' a Banga
Throwin' up gang signs, throwin' up fingers
Throwin' up gang signs, throwin' up fingers
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