Sold out dates lyrics

[Chorus]
Richard Mille, on my wrist
And your hoe, dyin' for a pic
Hit her once, she cryin' off the di*k
I see codeine, when I p*ss
Go slow, when we runnin' in
In the mall, we ain' sayin' sh*t
Hit the highway in the whip
And then I go rock that show, then I get paid
f*ck your hoe, yeah, I get laid
Take her down, and she get slayed
Codeine runnin' through my veins
Take her in, to wine and dine
I'm tryna' f*ck I can't do dates