[Intro]
Told 'em it's nobody else (I got that cosign like)
Take it and give it to us ([?])
Off the X (I got that ice, I got packs in the mail)
Chop your limbs, chop it off ([?])
(I got that bitch to pull up she, like, "Yeah")
(I told that bitch it's been months, she like, "Yeah")
We gon' get you pounds, we gon' get you 'bows (GOONTEX)
[Chorus]
I got them all behind me, no cosign (I ain't need no help)
These bitches call me any time, that's a no-sign (Yeah), you gon' get blocked
I get some racks, got choppers, I got TECs, I got thots (Thot)
I got bands, I got rocks, I got chickens, I got Glocks, ha (Told them I-, told 'em it isn't what it, yeah)
I told them it's not what it seem, wit' a whole lotta flawless baguettеs on my ring (Baguettes on my ring)
Wit' a whole lotta thottiеs, pull up on the team (Pull up on the team, luh yeah, luh yeah, ah)
I told 'em, "Put butterfly doors on the coupe" (Skrrt)
And I told 'em, "We're higher than God, that's the truth" (Ooh)
Already do what I said, so what more can I do? (Luh yeah)
From this side, we just rock Christian Lou' (Christian Lou')
Wear the red bottom, red bottom shoe (Yeah, shoe)
Every thot that I got, 'boutta shoot (Eh, eh)
And my bitch do whatever I do (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, bitch, stop talking 'bout always what you have
I got to play this shit all out, I can
Rockin' the cologne, the big YSL
My boys is so crazy, they blick you, like, yeah
[Chorus]
I got them all behind me, no cosign (I ain't need no help)
These bitches call me any time, that's a no-sign (Yeah), you gon' get blocked
I get some racks, got choppers, I got TECs, I got thots (Thot)
I got bands, I got rocks, I got chickens, I got Glocks, ha (Told them I-, told 'em it isn't what it, yeah)
I told them it's not what it seem, wit' a whole lotta flawless baguettes on my ring (Baguettes on my ring)
Wit' a whole lotta thotties, pull up on the team (Pull up on the team, luh yeah, luh yeah, ah)
I told 'em, "Put butterfly doors on the coupe" (Skrrt)
And I told 'em, "We're higher than God, that's the truth" (Ooh)
Already do what I said, so what more can I do? (Luh yeah)
From this side, we just rock Christian Lou' (Christian Lou')
Wear the red bottom, red bottom shoe (Yeah, shoe)
Every thot that I got, 'boutta shoot (Eh, eh)
And my bitch do whatever I do (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, bitch, stop talking 'bout always what you have
I got to play this shit all out, I can
Rockin' the cologne, the big YSL
My boys is so crazy, they blick you, like, yeah
