Bentley

Rollie AP Patek I can′t choose

Rich nigga got a lot of jewels

Shout out to my lawyer that boy smooth

I been saving money like a Jew

Still pourin up by the deuce

Nigga who the motherfuck is you

Tyga pack a pistol he a fool

I been killing niggas like it's cool

I′m back on the radar

Tomato tomaato whatever you call it

The inside of all "em I'm ballin

Walk around with that Glock in my pocket

They Keep Em up on me can't do too much talkin

Nah for real half a mil on my collar

Way too big I can′t dig in my pocket

Go and look what I did for the projects

Who say I ain′t poppin?

Helicopter take to her to the club

From the hood this shit feel good (yeah)

I'm goin up on ′em soon as I wake up

She let me fuck on her bust on her make up Hold up

This might be a baby takeover

I take maggot Bitch and give her makeover

I pop a pill and start to Feel Like favo

Got so many stitch from now call me Draco

Thick bitch with her head in my legs

Ain't sick but I′m takin these meds

Act out I been sippin em red

These niggas cappin and you heard what I said

(Yeah)