(Hook)
Pour a four inside & watch that sh*t drop
Heard ya last mix, you a big flop
Told her save the ass, I just want top
They ain’t f*cking wit me by a long shot
45 on me, wit a red dot, figure four, gotta her in a leg lock
Time to put these Millie’s in a headlock!
(lets go)
Every real n*gga need a boss b*tch
Get them racks baby just be cautious
Know these wack hoes in ya pockets watching
(Verse)
I just left the party with a Lodi Dodi
She a neat freak but the head sloppy
Going all in place yo bets on me
Gotta let it fly, can’t get stretched
All stars never see the benches
When I die the only time i'm resting
Then i flip like Garyvee on these investments
Walk inside that store I need refreshments
....I Remember wasn’t sh*t up in the checking
We down came a long way dog we still stepping’
Don’t know if we trendsetting or the set trending
Bout to throw Conceited Records on f*cking pendant
Oh she actin boujee now always walk on Fendi
I might have to cut my ties girl ya too dependent
I just put my ties on b*tch this big business, yea
(Hook)
(Yea yea yea)
Ok pour a 8 inside & watch that sh*t drop
You a boss b*tch go and call shots
Na I changed my mind, I want you on top
They ain’t f*cking wit you by a long shot
And the ass fat, make that sh*t pop
Figure four, gotta her in a leg lock
Time to put these Millie’s in a headlock!
(lets go)
Every real n*gga need a boss b*tch
Get them racks baby just be cautious
Know these wack hoes in yo pocket watching
(Verse)
Know these wack hoes love starting some sh*t
Cash got racks yea...
Yea you know these wack hoes love starting some sh*t
Couple pre rolls shorty that’s my starter kit
I been on that D’usse got me talking my sh*t
I might pop these bottles for you be my bottom b*tch
Throw you in some Louis linen, girl ain’t no pretending
When I hit you wit this di*k don’t get in yo feelings
Now I need the AMG with the drop ceiling
She just want a rich n*gga or a drug dealer