(repetitive moaning)
[Chorus: umyeakali]
Hoe left, hoe right
Thas my ex
Bank of America
Thas a check, yeah
California, yeah, I rep
Yeah, I'm playing all these b*tches just like pets
So rich that I hop on jet
So rich that I f*ck on your ex
[Verse 1: umyeakali]
Then I go find me a next
'Cus I'm so cute, putting all these hoes on mute
Now all these n*ggas wanna be me
Then they go bite my swag
But in reality they lonley and don't have a dad
Yeah, pull up in the (idk)
Yeah, b*tches on my di*k and they riding my di*k like a horse
n*ggas be jealous, it's okay tho
It's okay tho, I will still flex up on them and f*ck all up on your main hoe
Main hoe, yeah
On the daily
No, my name is not Kayley
Your b*tch on my di*k, wants babies
(something) sikes,
eating pills like it's candy, eating Mike and Ikes
But your b*tch on my di*k riding me like a bike, yuh
[Chorus]
Hoe left, hoe right
Thas my ex
Bank of America
Thas a check
Yeah, Cali, that I rep
Playing all these b*tches just like pets
So rich that I hop the jet
So rich that I f*ck on your ex
So rich that I found me a next
And your b*tch on my di*k on the daily
Don't f*ck up my name is not Kayley
(indistinctive murmurs)
Yeah pull up in the Porsche ewgfksg