I know, I know
I know, I know
Run it up, run it up
Count it up, count it up
'95 in my cup
Nicotine in my blood
Go, run it, run it
Count it, count it
Go, show me something, aye, aye
Go, talkin' that shit
Keep on barkin' lil' bitch
Bitches tryna get lit, damn
Rosé poppin' with the Balmain on me
And I keep on callin'
And they know that I don't answer my cell
No, I don't know your momma
I got so much commas
Girl, you know I'm only into myself
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got