I don't know why these hoes can't stand me I guess I'm too demanding when they hit a double coat to Kendi I'm so high, no landing Keepin' that glock, that steady Rockin' that shit, confetti They all let it go on the telly They all wanna rub my belly I got my dogs out, I'm poppin' at the reach I got them comin' in, shit look like a blitz She wanna check me up, she wanna check my fit I pull up the Maybach jumpin', shawty better check my hips I don't know why these hoes can't stand me I guess I'm too demanding Private landing, I guess I keep my Kendi She's so Versoca, I'm on the beach with Sandy Diamonds and Margiela, AP canary yellow She deserve a padded, cause she one of the members When it come to Cedaro, money not a problem Turned me to a killer, I just smashed a model Tiffany come blue, her pussy good and pink Chicago in the wintertime, I'm orderin' minks Sellin' out arenas, I just murk the streets Coppin' a brand new Castle in the middle of the east My bitch the Indian style when we sit down and eat I can do this shit one take, but my style ain't free I don't take hoes on no date list, they got pretty feet I swear, quarter million on her head, quarter million on her head She moppin' down the bed so I can't feel my leg I done sniped off your hoe for a crumb of bread Hoe got rats goin' out the roof, they bustin' through the cellar My new bitch here the truth, show me a couple of me and you, baby I'm feelin' stuck, I'm off a beat Like, what the fuck, I'm in a dream Just hollerin' up, what you mean, we got it off a beat Keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin' I guess I'm spinnin', double cup, I'm leanin' Child voice, education, child song I guess I'm spinnin', double cup, I'm leanin' Need you to lean in She wanna come this way, uh, heat it up, microwave, uh, heat it up, microwave, uh She wanna ride my wave, uh, she wanna come this way, uh, she wanna, she wanna, she wanna, she wanna Oh, that's how you're feelin' tonight Yeah, that's how, that's how you're feelin' tonight Oh, that's how you're feelin' tonight That's you, yeah, yeah I guess I'm too demanding, I guess I'll keep my candy I tried to tell you, but you know the demons guiding Just touched down in Miami I guess I'll keep my candy I guess I'm too demanding She wanna ride my wave, uh, she wanna ride my chain, uh, heat it up, microwave, uh, come on, share my plate She wanna ride my wave, uh, she wanna ride my chain, uh, heat it up, microwave, uh, come here and share my plate I'm feelin' stuff, I'm off a beat, like what the fuck, I'm in a dream Holla up, what you mean, you got it all I'm feelin' stuff, I'm off a beat, like what the fuck, I'm in a dream