(Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign)
Got a light skinned bi**h, she drive a cede benz
Say she ain’t tripping bout the other, just don’t f**k her friends
I’m smoking dope, I’m smoking dope inside this 911
I’m getting lit, I’m getting lit in this 911
Got a light skinned bi**h, she drive a cede benz
Say she ain’t tripping bout the other, just don’t f**k her friends
I’m smoking dope, I’m smoking dope inside this 911
I’m getting lit, I’m getting lit in this 911
(Verse 1 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Oh we don’t f**k with popo, we don’t talk to 911
I need the
I used to go to Taco Bell
I’m blowing Louie 13, got popped for sale
I’m at the plug with
I’m met a spanish bi**h at live on the Sunday
I bagged
(Verse 2 – Rich The Kid)
Me and the plug at the border
Florida
Your bi**h, she
Breaking my wrist, I’m whipping harder
Ain’t playing bout mine
Money up
Juug and finesse all the time
I’m in the trap with Ty Dolla $ign
Made a mill on a midget
Fake ni**as can’t kick it
Y’all talking, I live it
All the money, I gotta get it
100 bands for a show
Walking with a bankroll
Pull up in the coupe with two hoes
Whipping slow
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3 – Rich The Kid)
Walking around with the bankroll
I started trapping that elbow
Came up from the corner
New Rari, not the charger
Molly
She s**king me up at the back of Follies
Free Bobby Rowdy
We started dabbing they copy
I done ran to the plug
Had to get out the mud
I’mma work it with a glove
Sipping Act while in the club
Got a lotta hoes like I’m Pimp
Big dawg, you a shrimp
Lotta racks, got a limp
Dunking the pot like Shawn Kemp
(Verse 4 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Sip on the lean
I got back up on the Molly
I’m at a thick bi**h at Follies
I’m making daily deposits
The Orange Tussin
OG Kush and liquor
F**king on a stripper with some pierced nipples
Got tired of
All my ni**as solid
All you ni**as mickey
Bi**h I think I’m Pac
Bi**h I think I’m Biggie
Yeah, young and rich
And around my city
(Repeat Chorus)