Let's play big bank  take little bank
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
When I'm in the kitchen
I make plenty cash
Tell shawty come here
She got plenty ass
Yeah  I love them strippers

In my foreign car  got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you niggas
Yeah  I love them strippers

First I back back  Louie back pack
Where's Paris Hilton  Where's Kat Stacks
I'm round four with this ammunition
My camo come from Tru Religion
Them broke hoes can't pay attention
Your cutie missing  New Edition
Mr  Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I call my baby's number
I get a click every time
Every line is dope  you can snort it
Working in the pot  I can make you do aerobics
I'm haterphobic  they mad cause I'm winning
They busy high and catching
Mad cause I'm pinching
All my bitches different
All my diamonds glistening
My weed so loud  everybody listen
They say it's for the birds
So I bought a kilo
My Boost Mobile chirping
It must be my amigo

2 Chainz  You F**kin' Crazy
Motherf**kas know I'm F**kin' Crazy
F**k wrong with these bitches lately
Bitches better get on they knees and praise me
Bitch I rep that Rich Gang
Where's Stunna  Where's Wayne
That's red on my wristband  SB  Mack Maine
Tell Tyga  lookin for this bitch called Blac Chyna
Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash
Metapause hot flash
Yes that's why I'm crowned Queen
And I ain't looking for the Prom King
These hoes' career's ain't promising
Killing these bitches  crime scene
Oooh  that's how a bitch do it
Fifty black trucks gon' follow when I pull up
Dick shit hit you in the chin like a pull up
My door so cocky  my door so stuck up
Oooh  hop up out the space car
Bitches stay pressed  I call them a spacebar
Man I wish a bitch would
Hundred-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could