I made Wockhardt my wife

Bout to go up again, my price

These Balenciagas, no Mikes

(Meech)

Brodie scored a pint, I made Wockhardt my wife

Balenciagas, no Mikes, this straight drop, no ice

That ten thousand so light, 'bout to go up again on my price

I'ma be rich for life, if you buy it, I buy it twice

I ain't never chase no women, when all I chase is money

Taking long rides to the country

I ain't never served no junkie

I just came here with some punch

I'ma stay out here, shit jumping

With like eight months in a year

I donе blew way more than a hundred

I can spеnd 8K in 1 store

and won't think about it in the morning

Fell asleep on her last night

but I'm gon' hit in the morning

I just went out for a bite

hit a steak house when I'm hungry

I like you dressed up with your bag

I could eat you when I'm hungry

Don't be touching on my lean, shot one of my homies

Got a bitch in L. A. , she look like Selena Gomez

150 in my hellcat, the police didn't even want me

Twelve hundred on my shoes, I don't even fucking want them

Boy, I got some real shooters

you gon run when they approach you

All I smoke is exotic, you can't taste what I'm blowing

Walking out the Fendi store, you ain't made what I'm blowing

This a supercharged motor, if I hit it, then it's going

Brodie just caught a pint, I make Wockhardt my wife

These Balenciagas, no Mikes

This straight drop, no ice

That ten thousand so light

'bout to go up again, on my price

I'ma be rich for life, if you buy it, I buy twice

I'ma buy up all the lean, that's because it's necessary

This shit get real risky, so we play it real serious

I've been busy doing shows, ain't see my in a minute

Riding round with two choppers

but I'm good, my windows tinted

Think I want a Redeye, or should I buy a Bentley?

Oldheads think I'm crazy, 'cause I supercharged the hemi

Get shot over words, watch all the name calling

She done caught me off a perc

now she haunting me and stalking

Doing a hundred in my hood, driving like I'm Jeff Gordan

Damn, miss my last car, bout to pop off, make more

She always wanna fuck, I'm like "When you ain't horny? "

I know you tired of your car

we get another when you want it

Brodie scored a pint, I make Wockhardt my wife (Listen)

These Balenciagas, no Mikes

(Bout to go up again, my price)

Bout to go up again, on my price

That ten thousand so light

If you buy it, I buy it twice (3 times)

(Fuck is you talking about)

1 night

I had to do em both on sight

I want frr fire 1 night

You come hang with me, she right

You come hang with me, eating nice

You can't

You can't touch none of my pints