RIRI

Yeah, pull up to the scene in some skinny jeans, uh
Wearing Jordan 8's like some figurines, uh
I be lookin' mean, I be lookin' clean, uh
I be lookin', forehead like Riri
Hold on, I need some rest
And she be layin' on me, tryna feel my chest
I got a text, it’s from my ex
She wanna give me neck, ooh, bet
Yeah, uh, yeah
You need to stop that
If I see it and I like it, I’mma cop that
Don’t play with me, nigga, 'cause I’m 'bout that
And these niggas gettin' mad because I’m 'bout that
I see these shawty’s tryna swim, but I don’t care
I’m gettin' money and it’s plenty
And all y’all niggas lookin' at me out an Fendi
And I be rockin' no more Puma’s, yeah, them Fendi’s
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, beatin' on that bitch with the pompas
Yeah, hit her with the iPad
After that, I bring it back and then she call me dad
I said, lil' mama you can’t see me and she said no way
And I be ridin' with my niggas on the
And she be lookin' at me, lookin' like she Cardi B
I said let me hit it, she said no, oui
I said, baby girl let me slip it, she said uh oh, please
Yeah, ridin' with my niggas on the Kobe
Yeah, ballin' on that bitch, I feel like Kobe
Yeah, left hand, ballin' like Ginobili
I be runnin' with my niggas, it a
All my niggas red, why y’all niggas blue?
Pull up with that chopper, nigga, nigga turn in two
Niggas talkin' shit, I leave you hotter than some soup
When I get some money, watch me pull up in a Coupe
Got on sweatpants, she can see my meat, uh, yeah
Big man, yeah, she like my feet, uh, yeah
Jump and I be on, uh, yeah
Big fan, she be off a-… (yeah, yeah)