How Could

How could a bitch so bad pussy be so good?

How could a million dollar **** be so hood?

All that ass she got, that why she walk like that, yeah

All this cash I got, that why I talk like that

Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking

Two hundred in my skinnies, you know how I'm rocking

She signed for it and called and told me that she got 'em

That's my trap bitch, she just wants some red bottoms

Bought a Rolls Royce just to smoke kush in it

This carbon one-five got a hunnid bullets in it

She bad and she paid, that my kinda bitch

These **** counterfeit, my old school sick

My bitch too thick

Your bitch look like a motherfucking toothpick

I just poured up a four and poured some out for Pimp

I took this South Memphis shit and I went worldwide

I smashed her for thirty minutes then I told her, open wide

If you 'bout paper, then let's get it 'cause so am I

Multi million dollar **** smoking blunts on the block

Remember we ain't have shit, but grandma, she did her best

From the projects to private jets, picking up check after check

Wanna know what a hundred thou look like, just look at my neck

I'm drilling your bitch from the back and still got on my Rolex

In the club passing bitches out, bottles of Moët

How could a bitch so bad pussy be so good?

How could a million dollar **** be so hood?

All that ass she got, that why she walk like that, yeah

All this cash I got, that why I talk like that

Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking

Two hundred in my skinnies, you know how I'm rocking

She signed for it and called and told me that she got 'em

That's my trap bitch, she just wants some red bottoms

Skinny ****, big bank

My auntie walked up in my spot and said, boy, this shit stink

I got pills, I got drink, called your bitch up and got laid

Called the plug up and got paid

Got a four hunnid thousand dollar coupe parked outside in the valet

I got a hunnid dollar taper fade

I pour lean in my lemonade

Ain't not telling what a **** might do

Get too close to me then my lil' **** might shoot

Lil' **** stay fly like I went to flight school

I'm living the life, I'm living the life, fool

Hey, this is my life, this is my life, ooh

Twenty-five hunnid for a pair of tennis shoes

My bitch went shopping, bought me a chopper and some Jimmy Choo

How could a bitch so bad pussy be so good?

How could a million dollar **** be so hood?

All that ass she got, that why she walk like that, yeah

All this cash I got, that why I talk like that

Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking

Two hundred in my skinnies, you know how I'm rocking

She signed for it and called and told me that she got 'em

That's my trap bitch, she just wants some red bottoms