| You, you, you |
| Nah, nah, nah, nah |
| Oh, I loved you back when you had the Honda |
| And you loved me when I lived with my mama |
| When we would sit and dream about the come up |
| And now we in the Bentley countin' commas |
| You loved me back when I had the Corolla (Skrrt, skkrt) |
| You taught me how to roll that marijuana (Smoke) |
| I loved you when you didn’t have a dollar |
| And that ain’t ever changin', bein' honest, woo |
| Rain or shine, baby, that’s my do or die |
| All mine, baby, that’s my do or die |
| That’s right, you know that’s my do or die |
| All mine, baby, that’s my do or die |
| I don’t want these bitches, I want commas, yeah |
| They don’t know the difference, had to holla, yeah |
| She call me her daddy, she not my daughter, yeah |
| She got priceless pussy, can’t pay dollars, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I still throw the ones and she back it up |
| Ask for spanks when she actin' up, shake that ass for a bachelor |
| Big racks in my bank account, big racks what I sleep about |
| Can’t believe what I think about, pay for shit we dreamed about, oh-oh |
| Love you bad, baby, come over (Over) |
| I’ll teach you how to roll that marijuana (Smoke, smoke) |
| We was in love when we had no dollars (Dollars) |
| None that never changed, I’m bein' honest |
| I loved you back when you had the Honda |
| And you loved me when I lived with my mama |
| When we would sit and dream about the come up |
| And now we in the Bentley countin' commas (Say what?) |
| You loved me back when I had the Corolla (Ooh, ooh) |
| You taught me how to roll that marijuana (Smoke) |
| I loved you when you didn’t have a dollar (Ooh, ooh) |
| And that ain’t ever changin', bein' honest, woo |
| Rain or shine, baby, that’s my do or die |
| All mine, baby, that’s my do or die |
| That’s right, you know that’s my do or die |
| All mine, baby, that’s my do or die |
| Ooh, ooh, oh |
| That’s my do or die |
| Ooh, ooh, yeah |
| That’s my do or die (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |