[Verse 2 Iffat Cocaine] Go so hard they call me a lineman Running to your bitch, and I have her doing lines then Tag on my wrist thats a shiny watch Tag on your toes, got sprayed by a Glock So many hoes, dont even know they names Models and strippers and hookers on pay Too much money, I had to move out New crib so big, wont ever have me shout Walk up in the club, this, bitches call me papa Nutted in that bitch, now her kid call me papa I am not his father Bitch you are a liar Slapped him on the head Now he call me Iffat YAYA
iffat, papa, bitch, tag, lineman