Pull off in a jag I'm smokin dat gas
Fuk da li hoe don't bring up my past
I gave u my all u gav me yo ass to kiss
But I ain't mad at jit
I been in my bag n shit
I'm getn dem racks n shit
My white boy treat me like your majesty
He want a gram a dis
My phone boom like btch come jam ta dis
Wen she wit me she can get what she want
She want some fendi she want done dior
She on my case like I'm breakin da law
She on my case like I'm breakin da lawww
She ain't goin commercial I ain't tryna b n da news either
Papa was a rolling stone I wish I could b 2 ppl
Dem hoes gon be mad when we pull up n dat 2 seater
I get dat og thru da mail & push it like a new single
Pull off in a jag I'm smokin dat gas
Fuk da li hoe don't bring up my past
I gave u my all u gav me yo ass to kiss
But I ain't mad at jit
I been in my bag n shit
I'm getn dem racks n shit
My white boy treat me like your majesty
He want a gram a dis
My phone boom like btch come jam ta dis
