Me and my bitch be crazy like the weather,
Mother nature couldn't do me better,
I'll make it rain yeah she make it shake,
Cuz that ass move like an earthquake,
Just like yea I got a sweet tooth baby I need me some cake,
Better make some extra food imma need a full plate,
Me and all my niggas at the top its no debate,
I worked hard to make it happen,
Couldn't put it all on fate,
Stepped outta line had to put em in they place,
If ever I step outta line better put me in the grave,
Stepped out fresh like I just came outta bake,
I promise it ain't hard to live this way,
Bitch, we got dope inside the spot
Mad smoke inside the droptop
Photogenic thots cuzzo still post on the block mad dank inside my backpack
Plus outside is hot
Plus outside is hot
Mad dope inside my backpack
Guap inside my sock guap guap in my polo socks
Monkey on my back I tell him jump
Monkey finna hop
Bape inside my closet on some chris griffin shit take your bitch and disappear like a chris angel trick, little kid
We're making money for next year thinking rich motherf*ckers weird make me sick
My hearing impaired for your bitch
Mad dope inside this backpack filled it up with wops (wops wops wops wops squad)
And we got inside the spot
Bitch, we got dope inside the spot
Mad smoke inside the droptop
Photogenic thots cuzzo still post on the block mad dank inside my backpack
Plus outside is hot