Time to turn the heat up like it's Bali Throw in all these bands, y'all, we in Follies Horseman on my Amin, but it's headless Goof girl, now we drivin' down to Venice She so good at what she do, I might bust a move Drivin' on the lock while I sprinkle Molly Rock How come when I'm comin', that's the only time you need me? How come when I'm poppin', it's the only time you see me? She so good at what she do, ain't no room for talkin' Ain't no room for talkin', ain't no room for talkin' Mix it to the liquor, I ain't fuckin' with no white shit I don't trust in all so many photos that I cropped Day and night, trappin' in my jeans, y'all Bought myself a pair of Balmain jeans, y'all My mo' when I travel with that ball, y'all My mo' when I turn up, now we rock, y'all Mixin' up that rock for Darmagello Walkin' past my ex, now she a duller Wait, hold up, had to put down on that Rari Wait, hold up, did that feel on like I'm Bari Pull up on the plug, let him know I need a pint Don't ask for a sip, no, I'm not sellin' wine If she comin' to the crib, then she know that it's a quaint thing Hit it then pass it to my slime You try to dive me up after the show No, no, no, no, no, no, no You wanna sip my drink, yeah, you wanna do my blow No, no, no, no, no, no, no She so good at what she do, I might bust a move Jobbin' on the lock while I sprinkle Molly rock How come when I'm comin', that's the only time you need me? How come when I'm poppin', it's the only time you see me? She so good at what she do, ain't no room for talkin' Ain't no room for talkin', ain't no room for talkin' Mix it to the liquor, I ain't fuckin' with no white shit I don't trust in all so many photos that I cropped I just ordered two more, now I got three different watches See my haters talkin', make sure that they watchin' Real bosses listen, talkin' money while I'm talkin' I'll lie you in chalk, rap for Ricky while I'm walkin' Ballin' like I'm Smokeo Steve, I fuck the bitch in Austin Just pass me the rock, I don't know how much I bought Listen, Derrick, that ain't wise, 88 bullets gon' drop him Chicken in a pot, got your girl watchin' my cock In New York, I merely rock, my shooter told a 30 He can't hide it in his sock, I am not a rapper All these other rappers soft, they hopin' I fall off But bitch, I'm at the top, I'm just a brown boy from the block She so good at what she do, I might bust a move Jobbin' on the lock while I sprinkle Molly Rock How come when I'm comin' down's the only time you need me? How come when I'm poppin' is the only time you see me? She so good at what she do, ain't no room for talkin' Ain't no room for talkin', ain't no room for talkin' Mix it to the liquor, I ain't fuckin' with no white shit I don't trust in all so many photos that I cropped