(You have-)
Hold on, huh
Pew, pew (okay) huh, huh
Huh, yeah
Like ooh-oh
Yeah, yeah (pew, pew)
(You have no heart)
I'm getting money, lil' dude
Don't worry about me (don't worry about me)
Yeah, I'll take your bitch in a jiffy
I don't need no words on my feet (don't need no words on my feet)
But I got some words on my feet, huh
Balenciaga when I step on the street
Bottega sometimes, really depends
Them Ramones overdid like a treesh
I spend way too much on gas, but I guess it's investing
I got rich, and you stayed broke, wasn't that depressing?
I spent too much on that ho, that shit got pretty messy though
You said you wasn't gon' miss me
But look like you stressin', ho, okay
Had to do it myself 'cause nobody else could keep up
You want your bitch back, I don't care, you can keep her
There's finer on me
Cartier diamonds on me and she dyin' to see
I'm sorry I missed your text
You think I'm lyin', lil' bitch, I've been
Tryna breath, don't give a fuck 'bout your title
But I love all my hos pretty and entitled
I stay to myself, said I'm going up
Lil' bitch, I've been here for a while
His bitch heart pacing
Like Usain Bolt when he runnin' a mile, oh, yeah
(Yeah)
I'm getting money, lil' dude
Don't worry 'bout me (don't worry 'bout me)
Yeah, I'll take your bitch in a jiffy
I don't need no words on my feet
But I got some words on my feet, huh
Balenciaga when I step on the street
Bottega sometimes, really depends
Them Ramones overdid like a treesh
I spend way too much on gas, but I guess it's investing
I got rich, and you stayed broke, wasn't that depressing?
I spent too much on that ho, that shit got pretty messy though
You said you wasn't gon' miss me
But look like you stressin' ho, okay
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
