I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's not my element
I like dark skins, love her melanin
Huh, Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul, tell 'em send 'em in
I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's not my element
I like dark skins, love her melanin
Huh, Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul, tell 'em send 'em in
I had the Lambo', switch to the 'Rari
I'm a gangster, but I like to party
Pop a Perky, go retarded
I'm a Brooklyn nigga, I'm cold-hearted
[Verse]
That's why I like the bad gyal (Woah), like RiRi (Wait)
Every time she see me, she wanna eat me (Hold on)
I saw like Justin Bieber, please believe me
I said, "Wow, I'm on the TV"
I can't fuck with broke bitches, they be creepy
She be actin' up, she always tryna leave me
But she a bad gyal, and she freaky
I have her hangin' off the rod like she MiMi
I never hit a bitch more than once 'cause they be leeches
But her pussy good, it taste like peaches
But she can have it, I don't need it
I'd rather have my money green like kiwi
I don't talk to niggas 'cause they be cappin'
Disrespect me and see what happen
I don't make a call for war, I start snappin'
Grr, them bullets blastin'
All the opps mad that I lapped them
He said, "What's stackin'?" Nothin' but my money
Member my pockets flat? Now they chunky
I ain't a pretty boy, but I ain't ugly
And I'll take your bitch in a second
If she a real one, then I'll protect it
Traded the AP, told my jeweler Patek it
And it's all VVS and flower settings
[Chorus]
I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's not my element
I like dark skins, love her melanin
Huh, Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
Thirty bottles of Azul, tell 'em send 'em in
I had the Lambo', switch to the 'Rari
I'm a gangster, but I like to party
Pop a Perky, go retarded
I'm a Brooklyn nigga, I'm cold-hearted
[Outro]
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Ma võin lihtsalt selle toores, hoidke, see pole minu element
Mulle meeldib tumedad nahad, armastan teda melaniini
Huh, Christian Louboutin Mida ma olen steppin 'sisse
Kolmkümmend pudelit Azulis, ütle 'em saatke' em sisse
Mul oli lambo ", lülitage RARI
Ma olen gangster, aga mulle meeldib pidu
Pop perky, minna aeglustunud
Ma olen Brooklyn Nigga, ma olen külma südamega
[Salm]
Sellepärast mulle meeldib halb gyal (woah), nagu Riri (oota)
Iga kord, kui ta mind näeb, tahab ta mind süüa (hoidke sisse)
Ma nägin nagu Justin Bieber, palun uskuge mind
Ma ütlesin: "Wow, ma olen teleris"
Ma ei saa fuck koos murdis emaste, nad on jube
Ta on actin 'up, ta alati tryna jäta mind
Aga ta on halb gyal ja ta freaky
Mul on tema hiiglane varras nagu ta mimi
Ma ei tabanud kunagi litsit rohkem kui üks kord, sest nad on leches
Aga tema tuss hea, see maitse nagu virsikud
Aga ta võib seda teha, ma ei vaja seda
Ma oleks pigem oma raha roheline nagu kiivi
Ma ei räägi niggas'iga, sest nad on cappin
Lugupidamatu mind ja vaata, mis juhtub
Ma ei tee sõda, ma alustan Snappin '
Grr, neile bulled blastin '
Kõik opps vihane, et ma lõid neid
Ta ütles: "Mis on Stacki"? " Nothin 'Aga minu raha
Liige mu taskud korter? Nüüd nad paksuvad
Ma pole päris poiss, aga ma ei ole kole
Ja ma võtan oma emase teise
Kui ta on reaalne, siis ma kaitsen seda
Kaubeldakse ap, ütles mu juveliir patek see
Ja see kõik VVS ja lilleseaded
[Chorus]
Ma võin lihtsalt selle toores, hoidke, see pole minu element
Mulle meeldib tumedad nahad, armastan teda melaniini
Huh, Christian Louboutin Mida ma olen steppin 'sisse
Kolmkümmend pudelit Azulis, ütle 'em saatke' em sisse
Mul oli lambo ", lülitage RARI
Ma olen gangster, aga mulle meeldib pidu
Pop perky, minna aeglustunud
Ma olen Brooklyn Nigga, ma olen külma südamega
[Outro]
Yoz, mida sa mulle ütled?