Talkin' and doin' it, a different story We just talkin' Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, ah-ha We near this shit, for real Yeah, for real, for real I blow money on my bitches They killin', killin' That bitch my city They baddest of ditties How the fuck could I admit it? Can't wait to hit it Money, I'ma go get it I'm so terrific That's the way I'm livin' That's the way I'm feelin' Always be givin' Had a decision Blood in my wrist You ain't gon' get this Hit it with a shimmy That pussy key When I pop that pack Fuck that bitch, make her go Yeah, yeah, in the sheets Call the hotel lobby Tell him we need clean sheets Knock that pussy out I kill it, tell it rest in peace And if it smell like water, fuck it I'll kiss it to sleep I'm the realest, feel like Tupac Call me Machiavelli It really ain't shit, her bro needn't get to it I'm walkin' around with a choppin' hip Popped a lil' butt, sound like confetti Shot a lil' butt, now he ain't hit it I only let girls to my mom, but don't worry She hit on my girl, cause she still a lil' girly Ain't fuck any bitches, I know y'all ain't worried Don't play that position, you gon' lose your jersey She was a good girl, now she turnin' Back Want a rich nigga, gotta earn him Yeah Want a rich nigga, gotta earn him And I'm straighter than a damn pen Bought a millionaire in which turn Yeah Yeah Talkin' it and doin' it, a different story I be doin' it, not talkin' it, that's mandatory Countin' the blue faces, watchin' the lil' Rick and Morty Yeah, just chillin' I'm still the richest nigga in the building New car, got stars in the ceiling A mirror, my jean ripped, put a dental New gun, his head ripped when it hit him Fuck her, didn't leave, I'm not sentimental But she good, I'ma go around when I hit it Told me she would give it all for a nigga Go ahead, suck it through the drawers for a nigga And take my body case if I get it Walk hard with the activists, I'm sippin' I still got Molly in my system I still got Xanny's on my mental It's been a couple years since I quit him I don't wanna realize, but I may realize That feelin' I'm missin' I'm eatin' Perkins, it's cool But I think I'm gettin' sick But when I pop that Perkins Fuck that bitch, make her go Yeah, yeah, in the sheets Call the hotel lobby, tell him we need clean sheets Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it rest in peace And if it smell like water, fuck it I'll kiss it to sleep I'll kiss it to sleep