Brought the mac out N***** sat down I got sh*t I never had now I could brag now Got my bitch a Louis bag now She could brag now Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now 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 f*ck Baby spin that ass 'round Tell the DJ turn it up, what the f*ck is that sound?
A boogie wit the hoodie and its always foreign Yeah I know she like my style them other n****s 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 sh*t" See the flick on my wrist And I know she know wassup baby this is my sh*t 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 f*ck with rats, that's a fact, that's a dub n**** All about my F can't put water over blood n**** 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 sh*t" See the flick on my wrist And I know she know wassup baby this is my sh*t See the flick on my wrist