(Chorus)
Look, hanging with this model chick, 'cuz she DM'd me
Shoutout to my nigga Ian, he believed in me
Ridin' round in a car and that bitch headless
Skirtin' off on my ex, make that bitch jealous
In the dust, dusted
Fly life, stunt shit, these bitches can't touch this
They not in my lane, they ain't budging
Bitch you know I'm way above they budget
(Verse)
Ballin' on them, Curry with the buckets
Had a quarter on me, had to tuck it
Said she got a man, but was like fuck it
Had her on the Tempur-Pedic tucked in
Fly nigga shit, pull up might take your bitch
All this goddamn water on me got her slidin' on a nigga
Wake up, work. This from the dirt
These niggas tryna tie in with us
I'm playing with time, I'm working the grind, these niggas be tired as shit
These niggas just actin', niggas wanna be me, niggas online and bitch
I copped the pack, I fuck with the pack, she shipped the packages
She be lit when I bust out the stereo
Brought her back for the night, I'm like here we go
I got DZA on my body and she want my clothes
She said this ain't no damn SoundCloud shit, this a pro
Damn right better know
Bitch I'm 'round the corner from that bankroll
(Chorus)
Look, with this model chick, 'cuz she DM'd me
Shoutout to my nigga Ian, he believed in me
Ridin' round in a car and that bitch headless
Skirtin' off on my ex, make that bitch jealous
In the dust, dusted
Fly life, stunt shit, these bitches can't touch this
They not in my lane, they ain't budging
Bitch you know I'm way above they budget
Headless was written by Kwasi Oti-Prempeh.