Ayy, ayy, go, go Ayy, Cuban lean, first degree, French Adele, R.I.P Cartier, diamonds on my wrist, hit like Cardi B Say she got a n***a, I ain't trippin', ayy, that's fine with me Percati ain't got me dozin' off, but I ain't tryna sleep, ayy She know I ain't shit, but she gon' fuck with me regardless She a hood bitch, she say she like her n****s toxic All these fuckin' diamonds on my neck done made her nauseous I'm a ugly n***a, but I like my bitches gorgeous Ayy, ayy, fuck it up, get it back You know I ain't trippin', bought no paper, I got plenty racks How you know who ran off with your shit but still ain't get it back? Fuck, I look like beefin' by the bitch, I can't go ten for ten I be fresh as hell, I look like I chumped up out the grave He a social thug, how you only gangsta on your page? I just fucked this bitch and said I had to go, I should've stayed They like, how the fuck you made it out the trenches? Cause I prayed, ayy, switched my car, switched my load Cut her off, but not my hoe Only thing I'm scared of in this fuckin' world is goin' broke If it's smoke, let me know, free my opps, let him go Yeah, let's go toe for toe, yeah, let's go blow for blow Had to show that bitch that she ain't special Ayy, left that bitch alone, then it's on to the next one Real street n***a, I ain't nothin' like the rest though I know I be trippin' on these bitches, but I'm blessed though Ayy, Cuban lean, first degree, French Adele, R.I.P. Cartier, diamonds on my wrist, hit like Cardi B Say she got a n***a, I ain't trippin', ayy, that's fine with me Percutien got me dozin' off, but I ain't tryna sleep, ayy She know I ain't shit, but she gon' fuck with me regardless She a hood bitch, she said she like her n****s toxic All these fuckin' diamonds on my neck done made her nauseous I'm a ugly n***a, but I like my bitches gorgeous Go, go, go Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa