You dig what Im saying?
If they all hundreds Ima count it fast, yeah
Wanted money, I couldnt enjoy a class
Im a big old player, I got it from my dad, hey
Lil mama dig what Im sayin
Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land
All my niggas they dont play, they all want it bad
My son a boss, he a lil bitty motherfucking man
I go crazy, I go brazy for these fucking bands
Fuck a lady, I replace her for these fucking bands
He so crazy, Im not lazy, I want fucking bands yo
Im a boss, fuck that bitch out on the balcony
I might take a picture and tell em to caption this
When Im done fingering, I need a napkin and shit
Ocho Cinco, yes sir Im catching it
Catch it, catch catch it, catch it catch it catch it
Ill take your necklace, Ill leave you neckless
I might not be cussin but I aint bluffin
Niggas want problems, its not nothing
Im screaming bring it on like Gabrielle
Im a real big dog, I dont kiss and tell, hell
First you want it, then second, you pale, yeah
Dont think he quick, he pulled up like a snail, oh
Water in his eyes, I let that sucker go
And I forgot to tell her that you were po
Im not doing a twenty year sentence about you, you a ho
But do you dig what Im saying?
If they all hundreds Ima count it fast, yeah
Wanted money, I couldnt enjoy a class
Im a big old player, I got it from my dad, hey
Lil mama dig what Im sayin
Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land
All my niggas they dont play, they all want it bad
My son a boss, he a lil bitty motherfucking man
I go crazy, I go brazy for these fucking bands
Fuck a lady, I replace her for these fucking bands
He so crazy, Im not lazy, I want fucking bands, yo
Yes sir, baby, yes sir
Take her nigga, flex her
I burn her while you turning her up
And I got on Chucks but Young Thugger not stuck
Swear, swear, swear, I swear on slime nigga
You break a rule on him or her, you get fined, nigga
These niggas know I run it up so they don’t try, nigga
I might screw you bitch with my broke pliers, nigga
Hell, yeah, all my cars they go fish tail
Hell, yeah, Im YSL til Im dead and pale
Kickin you niggas, getting money slow just like a snail
I told her the mail is how they send them bales
I can never be him, but you can wish me well
I came a long way from shopping at clearance sales
She let me cum in her hair just like some gel
Im a real Blood, I know you smell
You dig what Im saying?
If they all hundreds Ima count it fast, yeah
Wanted money, I couldnt enjoy a class
Im a big old player, I got it from my dad, hey
Lil mama dig what Im sayin
Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land
All my niggas they dont play, they all want it bad
My son a boss, he a lil bitty motherfucking man
I go crazy, I go brazy for these fucking bands
Fuck a lady, I replace her for these fucking bands
He so crazy, Im not lazy, I want fucking bands yo