| Your hair long, you on your shit and your ass fat |
| My money long, you my type and you know that |
| I was wonderin' if we could fuck with no strings attached |
| I don’t want no feelings involved, I don’t fuck with that |
| You looking good, I pulled up on you in the matte black |
| I had Chanel on, you had Prada on, I fuck with that |
| And I’m toxic, you toxic too, I love that |
| Your eyes green, my money green, I love that |
| I promise if you take one more shot, you gon' be out |
| In the hills, baby, I love it, you see the skyline and the clouds |
| Fuck you in your lingerie and I make you moan real loud |
| We both get to the money so we can’t fall out |
| I’m a real nigga, baby, you ain’t had that type in your life |
| I’m a real nigga, baby, we can fuck but you can’t be my wife |
| Heart broken so I love it when you hold me tight |
| You said I’m for the streets, yeah, I was with a bitch last night |
| With a bitch last night |
| You said I was for the streets, I was with a bitch just the other night |
| You said I was for the streets, I was with a bitch last night |
| You said I was for the streets, I was just with a bitch last night |
| You said I was for the streets, I was just with a bitch last night |