Believe Dat

Testicles one, two

Testicles one, two

This a motherfucking PSA

We calling all the motherfucking ballers and shot callers

Bring that motherfucking cash out

No broke **** allowed

We ain't dealing with that shit, you heard?

Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that

Type of bitch pull up on you, ask you where the weed at?

Pussy wet, soaking wet, yeah, drip on the dick

Acrobatic lil' bitch, I'll flip on the dick

I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah

Type of bitch that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah

Face down, ass up, masked up

Either way, make a **** get his cash up

Get the fuck up out my DM if you got a BM

I do my talking with my hands, you don't wanna see them

I'm calling plays like Curry, shoot it by the thirty

I roll with **** and gorillas 'cause these bitches dirty

I'm out the country with your ****, baby, what you thought?

He took me shopping with no limit, yeah, I'm going off

I got some Prada, Chanel, Fendi and Gucci

Christian Louboutin and Emilio Pucci

Didn't even have to fuck the ****, he was too thirsty

Fuck the weekend, I'ma send him back to you Thursday

Purchased all kind of purses, I got Birkins

Geeked up on them perkys, to wave the surface

Slurp it, give that good top, good service

Nervous, fuck up that bank roll and curve him

Persian, hair down my back, keep it a buck

LightSkinKeisha been up, bitch, you know what's up

Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that

Type of bitch pull up on you, ask you where the weed at?

Pussy wet, soaking wet, yeah, drip on the dick

Acrobatic lil' bitch, I'll flip on the dick

I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah

Type of bitch that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah

Face down, ass up, masked up

Either way, make a **** get his cash up

Yeah, I'm a bad lil' bitch with an attitude

Got your **** catching us like a fucking alley-oop

Blowing up my motherfucking phone like a psycho

Type of **** try to eat the pussy on my cycle

What I'm do with your ****, you don't even want his ass

Put the **** out once a week, he a trash bag

Tryna get a bag up out him, a brand new coupe

I like Moschino, Givenchy and brand new boots

If he rich I might fuck him just to spend his cash

I'm on the 'Gram popping shit, these bitches stealing swag

Know they hating, fuck 'em, I just got a bigger bag

Fuck around and make me spend it on a bigger ass

Yeah, all these broke ass, cheap ass bitches in here

With the balled up stomach and the cheap ass hips

I been the shit since I jumped off the porch, lil' bitch

Fuck a bottle, I'ma pop my shit, lil' bitch

Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that

Type of bitch pull up on you, ask you where the weed at?

Pussy wet, soaking wet, yeah, drip on the dick

Acrobatic lil' bitch, I'll flip on the dick

I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah

Type of bitch that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah

Face down, ass up, masked up

Either way, make a **** get his cash up

Make a **** get his cash up

Make a **** get his cash up

Said, make a **** get his cash up

Yeah, it's Keisha

Uh, uh-huh, yeah

Where my rich **** at? Uh