Know I walk with the racks on me. Bad bitch want back back. And you know she throw that ass on me. I don't want that girl cause. She want me cause the cash on me.
Like when it come to hundreds that's money my way. Remember she ain't want me now she all in my face. Like uh girl you too late, you ain't got no taste.
Who the fuck are you aye Who the fuck are you. . First I drop my tjop aye, then I swerve my coupe aye. Counting all these bands aye, who the fuck are you aye.
Yuh. Ain't gone lie. This song right here slick hatin'. So. . Yeah, I took what's yours. I made her mine. Yeah, I took what's yours. I made her mine. Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night.