It's all about that ass for me on a jet ski She said I might even lick it if you let me You know I would kill the pussy when you met me And that's why none of mine can regret me, oh yeah, oh yeah Throw the cash up high, sorta It's all about that ass for me on a jet ski She said you won't fuck with Cutty Chain, Wayne Gretzky I would hit it out in public if she let me But she tryna fuck her twin sister, she gon' flip me I can make the pussy square, you wanna bet me? She said I hit the sister cause she can't forget me I can't hide no word, bitch, she did respect me But you know I could, bitch, she did persuade me I be smoking presidential, gon' elect me All the white girls wanna give me Becky All the time a n***a fuck her in her fresh tee A n***a mad that I'm sad, tryna threaten me I be ballin', need a SP Ask your girlfriend, she my bestie If you see it, let's be honest, girl, then let's be I'm tryna see you in the momma on a jet ski, yeah The real thing, I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill, babe All my boss bitches know I got the bill, babe Bad bitches, and they want the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill, babe All my boss bitches know I got the bill, babe Fuck her twin sister, now she hatin' Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr Brings all the other jackies I just changed my number, you can't call no six Have you a lil' kiss, you know, when you was drizzlin' Like it, Dr. Puck can't grill All these missed calls was never missed, ooh-ooh Ain't a lot of bad bitches with no IG She don't post, so I know she won't expose me I'ma stamp every country on your ID They can't smoke me, you know they tryna fight When I get a paper to ya, ain't it crispy Ain't these Benji Franklin's type to bring you Birkin? Fell in love with a n***a, Drake and Cody How you gon' fall for a n***a, Drake and Chrissy? Fell in love with a n***a, Drake and Cody How you gon' fall for a n***a, Drake and Chrissy? Yeah, the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill, babe All my boss bitches know I got the bill, babe Bad bitches and they want the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill, babe All my boss bitches know I got the bill, babe I got a thick, thick, thick white bitch, uh My shit lit, then a bitch and a bitch, uh Keep it 40 with the skin, don't want it grippin' No, I gotta have it on me, cause my n****s out here I ain't even know she was your bitch, dawg She been throwin' that shit at me, Michael Vick, dawg Steady quarterbackin' at the kickoff No pun intended, I just hit her with the pick Step in the mix and shit, it's lit I might even stop and pose for a pic Lookin' at my ex-bitch and she sick, yeah She don't like that I just pulled up with you Fuck it, tell her bitch to bust it I ain't gonna talk, I can't touch it She can't just suck me off, then baby, suck it She tryna send a snap, well, baby, time to bust it Yeah, the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill, babe All my boss bitches know I got the bill, babe She don't want the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill, babe All my boss bitches know I got the bill, babe