Roo Doo

She gotta fitness, fat ass, tryna do some business

Let me whip it, arm big, damn, I eat my spinach

Drop a hitter, breakin' records like I'm Guinness

Like 'em basic, sevens, so I'm really 'bout my litness, ay

And I'm hot for quiche so I'm after money

Bringin' out the leash and it was your mommy's

And she want the D but it wasn't sunny

(Ay, what? Sorry, but um)

Gettin' all this money so I might just change my name to somethin' punny

Baby with the money, put it on my name

Like, "Why you tryna ball with me?" I created this game

I'm sinkin' threes from half-court while I'm wearin' a forty-pound chain

Out in China gettin' couple bags, I feel like Santa, lemme check the tag

And thotties on my mind, I'm at the stake

Blame it on the leg, I see you dyin' from the vape

You call me GOAT for your escape, I'm drippin' so much, made a lake

Betty Crocker how I whip my wrist, I made a cake

How I really wish I had my fits, A Bathing Ape

Baby flowin' crazy like linguists, Bolognese

Pull up on, I'll pop you like a zit, Johnny Cage

Blood clot, big thot, I ain't fazed, yeah

Two wrists, big Nerf, do not play, yeah

Don't trip, New Balance, purple with the suede, yeah

Yo, baby like, "What you even sayin'?"

She gotta fitness, fat ass, tryna do some business

Let me whip it, arm big, damn, I eat my spinach

Drop a hitter, breakin' records like I'm Guinness

Like 'em basic, sevens, so I'm really 'bout my litness, ay

And I'm hot for quiche so I'm after money

Bringin' out the leash and it was your mommy's

And she want the D but it wasn't sunny

(Ay, what? Sorry, but um)

Big bag, hit a nice store, fuck a pricetag

Tick tock, check my wrist watch, hit the Ice Age

Duck cops, scope a 12 gauge, that's a headshot

Jump pad, now I'm on top, do you aim bot?

Where we gonna drop (Drop)?

Tilted got me locked (Locked)

I'm flamin' all these scrubby players on my desktop (Yeah)

I'm sick and tired of thots, they don't know when to stop

Won't she ever stop? Couple haters callin' and I do not wanna talk

She tryna pipe it up on my but you know I gotta walk

Enamel on my teeth and, yeah, of course I brush my teeth

And then I heard you want some beef so I'ma chop you up like meat

I know I got the key because your girly's on her knees

She be like prayin' up to me, askin' me how'd I make a G

Sip a little tea, I'd rather work it with some speed

My money growin' on a tree, this baby don't do it for free

She gotta fitness, fat ass, tryna do some business

Let me whip it, arm big, damn, I eat my spinach

Drop a hitter, breakin' records like I'm Guinness

Like 'em basic, sevens, so I'm really 'bout my litness, ay

And I'm hot for quiche so I'm after money

Bringin' out the leash and it was your mommy's

And she want the D but it wasn't sunny

(Ay, what? Sorry, but um)