[Intro]
(Huh, yeah)
[Chorus]
Bitch, you don’t know [?]
Why in the fuck am I up in the stu’ actin’ like I never had a calorie?
Back then, bitch, they turned me down, now the hoes dancin’ like some ballerinas
Pockets lookin’ like it’s strong as fuck, lookin’ like a knight, came from Catarina
I can’t eat, bustin’ out the speakers
Can’t see the vision, John Cena
Masked up like we Antifa
Crash a Chevy, then I whip Beamer
Bad hoe, lookin’ like Athena
Bag on me, like, I need a re-up
Too clean, boy, they need to see us
Too mean, when he on the speakers
[Verse 1]