Time to turn the heat up like it's Bali Throwin' all these bands while we in Follies Horseman on my Ammon, but it's headless Goof girl, now we drivin' down to Venice She so good at what she do, I might bust a move Drivin' on a lock while I sprinkle Molly Rock How come when I'm comin' down's the only time you need me? How come when I'm poppin' it's the only time you see me? She so good at what she do, ain't no room for talkin' Ain't no room for talkin', ain't no room for talkin' Mix it to the liquor, I ain't ***in' with no white *** I don't trust in all so many photos that I cropped Yeah, and I ain't trappin' in my jeans, yeah Bought myself a pair of Balmain jeans, yeah My mo' when I travel with that ball, yeah My mo' when I swerve down that re-rock, yeah Mixin' up that ride for Darmagello Walkin' past my ex, now she a duller Wait, hold up, had to put down on that Rari Wait, hold up, did that V-Log like I'm Bari Pull up on the plug, let him know I need a pint Don't ask for a sip, no, I'm not sellin' wines If she come into the crib, then she know that it's a pinting Hit it then pass it to my slime boy You try to dive me up after the show No, no, no, no, no, no, no You wanna sip my drink, yeah, you wanna do my blow No, no, no, no, no, no She so good at what she do, I might bust a move Droppin' on the lock while I sprinkle Molly Rock How come when I'm comin' down's the only time you need me How come when I'm poppin' is the only time you see me She so good at what she do, ain't no room for talkin' Ain't no room for talkin', ain't no room for talkin' They say ten a year, girl, I ain't ***in' with no white *** I don't trust in all so many photos that I cropped I just ordered two more, now I got three different watches See my haters talkin', make sure that they watchin' Real bosses listen, talkin' money while I'm talkin' Outlaw you in chalk, ride for Ricky while I'm walkin' Wildin' like I'm Smokeo Steve, I *** the bitch in Austin Just ask me to rock, I don't know how much I bought Listen, Derek, that ain't wise, 88 bullets gon' drop him Chicken in the park, got your girl watchin' my cock In New York, I merely rock, my shooter told a thirty He can't hide it in his sock, I am not a rapper All these other rappers soft, they hopin' I fall off But bitch, I'm at the top, I'm just a brown boy from the block She so good at what she do, I might bust a move Droppin' on the lock while I sprinkle Molly Rock How come when I'm comin' down's the only time you need me How come when I'm poppin' is the only time you see me She so good at what she do, ain't no room for talkin' Ain't no room for talkin', ain't no room for talkin' Mix it to the liquor, I ain't ***in' with no white *** I don't trust in not so many photos that I craft