Spent a hunnid k on my son, I bought my sister a jeep Can't *** with these hood hoes no more, they don't give a *** about me All black, two-three, LeBron with the heat I was just in Miami in the Rolls-Royce Jeep Little Tommy got an F-end in the backseat Red, red, red, flat bitch, you better make peace I'm in this bitch with my killers Whole lotta mother***in' niggas We got all mother***in' choppers I pick you up, nigga, I get you I said I don't *** with these niggas We see him, I'm punchin' them niggas We up in the sky on these niggas Go at the back door on that nigga Go back, you gon' still post it with my bias Yeah, my slick, B-No, he gon' crash it, you know that All out of pets in this bitch All out of cats in this bitch Hop on no mother***in' plane I just pop me a G6 You know that I love to stay hot My shawty just said that she back She carry that ***, she gon' ride My father, that's older, she mine I'm really not, we're tellin' lies I really don't hang around guys Street treatin' like God My bitch treatin' like God Got a man in the side *** fame, I ride with the fire Blow out the brain in a ride Blow out the brain in a ride I ride around town with a ratchet, bitch She said, Cardi, you back on your ratchet, *** I rock diamonds, they paid it from Elliott Show me something that Cardi not betted in If a nigga keep talkin', we runnin' in Get a nigga, get dolled like I'm playin' in On the block rollin' dice and I'm goin' in Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Spent a honey cake with my son I bought my sister a Jeep Can't *** with these hood hoes no more They don't give a *** about me All black, two-three, Lil' Braun with the heat I was just in Miami in the Rolls-Royce Jeep Lil' Tommy got a FN in the backseat Red, red, red, flat bitch, you better make peace I'm in this bitch with my killers Whole lot of them mother***in' niggas We got them mother***in' choppers I pick you up, nigga, I get you I said, I don't *** with these niggas We stay on the punch with them niggas We up with the skull on these niggas Go at the back door on that nigga Go at the back door on that nigga Go at the back door on that nigga Go at the back door on that nigga Go at the back door on that nigga Go back And I'm still postin' with my butt Yeah, my slits Be knowin' I'm goin' crazy, you know that