Spit

We on that Summertime Shootout 2 now

And I'm on D'usse number two now

All she know is level up got her in her bag now

Hating hoes never up so they throwin' jabs now

See that Rollie on her wrist now when she dab now

She could throw it in the bag now like she Fab now

Got her rollin' in the Benz like **** a cab no

We pullin' up like, "bitch it's at now

We run it up, we don't run from tabs now

We **** it up then go get it back no

Love when the baddies call me zaddy

All you bitches upset, call 'em maddy

Tell 'em we ain't lackin' ya we got the rattys

Got no time for no pop up by your baby daddy

But I see you on your slim thick with the fatty

Waist so small, stomach all flatty

Make up on fleek and the body tatted

When she pop it, make me wanna throw some money at it

And every time I grab it I say that's my ****in' as

Then you put it on me Lil Mo and Ja shit

So down to earth still on some fly shit

This that BK, BX, NY shit

On a boy bye bitch taking vacays no

You can catch us out in Vegas we be up in Drais now

In Miami doing LIV on Sundays now

Or in LA now, turning up in Playhouse

But every time you see us we be on some fly shit

Diamonds talking for me saying look at my shit

And we buying Rolls on some NY shit

Fab and A-Boogie on some NY shit

In my bag now, in my bag now

What the **** is that soun

What the **** is that soun

Brought the mac out, niggas sat dow

I got shit I never had now, I could brag no

Got my bitch a Louis bag now, she could brag no

Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat no

Now I'm sitting in the club, in a different bag now

Baby when I pick it up, you gon put that ass down

Tell em' you don't give a shit, baby spin that ass round

Tell the DJ turn it up, what the **** is that sound

A-Boogie with the Hoodie, and it's always foreign

Yeah I know she like my style, them other niggas boring

When I pull up it go skrrt skrrt, that's a foreign

When I pull up on a red light, they don't want it

Yeah I came up from the mud, and my baby know that

Introduced her to my plug, now she think she all that

When I first hit her up, no she never wrote back

Then I saw her at the club, so I got up on that

Now every time they play this song she say, 'This is my shit'

See the flick on my wrist

And I know she know what's up, baby this is my shit

See the flick on my wrist

They know that's my bitch, that's a fact and she stuck with me

When you in my section fill it up when my cup empty

I can't **** with rats, that's a fact, that's a dub bitch

All about my F can't put water over blood bitch

Trust me it get ugly

If I wasn't getting money, would you still want me

If I told you I was broke, would you start acting funny

This is all I ever wanted, you can't take it from me

Now every time they play this song she say, 'This is my shit'

See the flick on my wrist

And I know she know what's up, baby this is my shit

See the flick on my wrist