(Hey, what's good, Trou?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm out of town, I do not know when I'll be back
Blowin' up my phone, I know your baby mama wack
You bitches dirty, you be f*ckin' in the trap
Cryin' in the car 'cause she can't get her baby back (yeah)
She can't get her nigga back
He gon' do the most for me, I keep a nigga with some racks
If you mad, then you can leave, but you know ain't no spinnin' back
Told him I am on the way (huh), but I am 'bout to take a nap (yeah)
Huh, I'm super geeked up
I don't need a team, bitches green, so we can't link up
Audemars Piguets, it get me wet, I fell in love with checks
He know that I'm next, so he ain't never gon' ignore a text
Yeah, yeah, not from Nene
He was tryna f*ck with me, but he can't never see me
Bitches tryna copy what I do, but they can't be me
Roof is off the coupe, I'm super cute, you bitches out the loop
You don't tell the truth and that is why I do not f*ck with you
Yeah, yeah, I do not f*ck around
See me goin' up, you bitches stuck, you bitches on the ground
I be super clean, put on my jeans and do my wipe me down
Huh, yeah, huh, Big Nene
What? Huh
Jeans and then I wipe me down