Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent (Have you)

Have you ever fucked a bitch ass so fat lose your balance (Have you)

All these bitches washed up all they pussy got that mileageI been getting money on a lambo put that mileage

My jewelry on bling, yeah

Your bitch on my team, yeah

Put my dick all in her, yeah

Your bitch gonna cream, yeah

Your girl give me head, yeah

Kinda like osheen, yeah

This bitch she is upset

Said my dick game mean, yeah

Don′t try me, yeah, clip on limousine, yeah

Drinking lean yeah, Promethazine

Ain't no dream, yeah, thinking ′bout codeine, yeah

Chop it like I'm in the matrix

Balmain pocket, extra cake

That bitch she say that she waiting

Lil Uzi go super saiyan

That bitch she told me she take it

I still fuck her and she take it

Most of these bitches be trifling

None of these bitches I'm wifing

My main bitch, I swear she dyking

Most of these bitches, one night ′em

Hit that bitch like I′m a viking

Drink in that purple like viking

One, two, three, four, five, I pint it

Fuck with that chase I dirt bike it

Reading her mind like I'm psychic

I am a Leo like lion

Better than me, then he lying

Money older than joe biden

Swervin′ around in a rover

Them bitches came with a chauffeur

My fault if I don't got a holster

Don′t got that gun then I poke you

My chain so tight like a choker

Dick in her throat now it choke her

I am so crazy like joker

My bad I'm whipping that soda

Tell that bitch I got that boat

She say that pussy like motor

I might give that titty motor

Told that bitch drink all my mosa

I do not feel like Barbosa

I ball like I am Barbosa

I feel like I′m Danny Glover

No, I really do not love her

Them niggas over there suckers

Most of them niggas be bustas

My Glock 10, it'll just bust ya

She treat my dick like a sucker

I might just knuck if you buck ya

If you survive then you lucky

Pockets they getting so pudgy

Everything about the money

Don't try me, yeah, clip on limousine, yeah

Drinking lean, yeah, Promethazine, yeah

Ain′t no dream, yeah, thinking ′bout codeine, yeah

Chop it like I'm in the matrix

Balmain pocket, extra cake