Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest Man have to send her therapy, she got the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess' Hit a lick, went cash converters That don't work, it's pawn, no chess I'm doin' more and talkin' less I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they're all impressed (alright) I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash It's fucked, don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked Bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you AP baby blue, paper's pink, I'd probably hate me too You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do"? Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in line Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?" I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside