Damn, my AP goin psycho, lil mama bad like Michael
Cant really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin psycho, lil mama bad like Michael
Cant really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Dont act like you my friend when Im rollin through my ends, though
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay
Try to stuff it all in, but it dont even fit, ay
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay
I made my first million, Im like, "Shit, this is it, " ay
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ay
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent
And Im like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold”
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, wont ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I cant ever tell you no
Damn, my AP goin psycho, lil mama bad like Michael
Cant really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin psycho, lil mama bad like Michael
Cant really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Dont act like you my friend when Im rollin through my ends, though
The AP goin psycho, my Rollie goin brazy
Im hittin lil mama, she wanna have my babies
Its fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo bitch
Dolla ridin in an old school Chevy, its a drop top
Boolin with a thot-thot, she gon give me top-top
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon get high, ay, we gon hit Rodeo
Dial up Valentino, we gon hit Pico
Take you where Im from, take you to the slums
This aint happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
Damn, my AP goin psycho, lil mama bad like Michael
Cant really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin psycho, lil mama bad like Michael
Cant really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Dont act like you my friend when Im rollin through my ends, though