Yeah (Yeah)
 
 Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
 
 
 Yeah
 
 Back on my bullshit, back on my bull
 
 Shawty eat dick up until she get full
 
 She just wanna get high, she just want some more zoot
 
 She just wanna party all day
 
 She don't work and she don't go to school
 
 She be in the mall all day
 
 Don't buy nothin', she wanna get shoes
 
 She ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't got loot
 
 When I was broke, I was lookin' at you
 
 Now that I'm rich, I'ma buy her some shoes
 
 I'ma fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 I know these niggas be sweet just like fruit
 
 Put that boy on the plate and you know he get chewed
 
 
 Put that boy on that plate and you know he get chewed
 
 Stealin' my swag, yeah, you know he get swooped
 
 O-P-I-U-M, you know that my crew
 
 Niggas mad they ain't gang, you just mad it ain't you
 
 Niggas mad they ain't gang, you just mad it ain't you
 
 Niggas talkin' about us, ain't nothin' else to do
 
 Say you got them racks, well, I got them racks too
 
 Tryna put 'em on me, I'ma put 'em on you
 
 I'm fuckin' these hoes, they comin' in twos
 
 I ain't got no number, I kept all my juice
 
 Shawty suckin' my dick up like a JUUL
 
 And I dive in your bitch, she my personal pool
 
 She my personal ho, she my garden tool
 
 She can't get it from me so she get it from you
 
 I can't go out like that, bae, I'm sorry, boo
 
 Know your ex mad he lame and you sorry too
 
 
 Yeah
 
 Back on my bullshit, back on my bull
 
 Shawty eat dick up until she get full
 
 She just wanna get high, she just want some more zoot
 
 She just wanna party all day
 
 She don't work and she don't go to school
 
 She be in the mall all day
 
 Don't buy nothin', she wanna get shoes
 
 She ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't got loot
 
 When I was broke, I was lookin' at you
 
 Now that I'm rich, I'ma buy her some shoes
 
 I'ma fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 I know these niggas be sweet just like fruit
 
 Put that boy on the plate and you know he get chewed
 
 
 I just fucked on your bitch, I bought her some boots
 
 No, these Bottega, they not Christian Loubs
 
 How can that boy win? No, how can I lose?
 
 I do what I want, I do what I choose
 
 I got all these racks, you know they all blue
 
 Got hoes in the back like chickens in a coop
 
 If you want smoke, we could do what it do
 
 We can fight, we can shoot, what you wanna get into?
 
 We can fight, we can shoot, what you wanna do?
 
 I fucked his bitch, now he mad, we not cool
 
 Hit from the back, she screamin', "Ooh"
 
 Shawty be wet, she don't need lube
 
 She suckin' me up while I count up my loot
 
 'Cause I'm a real nigga and you a lame dude
 
 Send that bitch to you when she got attitude
 
 And she keep it low-key, she will never tell you
 
 
 Yeah
 
 Back on my bullshit, back on my bull
 
 Shawty eat dick up until she get full
 
 She just wanna get high, she just want some more zoot
 
 She just wanna party all day
 
 She don't work and she don't go to school
 
 She be in the mall all day
 
 Don't buy nothin', she wanna get shoes
 
 She ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't got loot
 
 When I was broke, I was lookin' at you
 
 Now that I'm rich, I'ma buy her some shoes
 
 I'ma fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot
 
 I know these niggas be sweet just like fruit
 
 Put that boy on the plate and you know he get chewed