Pay Me Back

[Intro]
Ayy, top dog shit, y'all 'ready know what the fuck goin' on with me, man
It's us (Bling, bling)
Best to ever do it (Drop-top, yeah-yeah, yeah, skrrt)
Let do it

[Chorus]
I put Goyard on all of my bitches, they gave me that pussy, how they pay me back
I just boarded a flight to LA and I got no idea when I'm comin' back
Grabbin' za' off the shelf, I don't read the label
This that—, yeah, I call it "Rollin Thrax"
I got bitches on my phone, they wanna see me now, I only call these bitches up for sex
I can’t love that ho 'cause I ain't Kiki, now I got these bitches fuckin' with my head
I be blowin' racks when I walk in the store 'cause you can't take them with you when you dead (Can't take them with you when you dead)
It's some bitches I got on delivered now (Yeah), because back then they would leave my ass on read (Yeah)
Might drop dead in the floor in my living room, because the way I'm trippin' off these meds (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
You can't tell me no different, I know this shit deeper than all the fuckin' words we said (Yeah)
We keep arguing, man, I'm so tired of this, girl, I think we just need to reset (Yeah, yeah)
Tryin' to find how to meet in the middle, shawty, I ain't mean to make your ass upset
Your new nigga a lame and you know that shit, that's why I barely take him as a threat (Yeah, let do it)
This a big body truck and she's noticing, that's what I'm tryna pick your ass up in
Figured you was playin' in my face, I fucked around and took the shit up, up on the chin (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't familiar with the game like that make me lesser of a man
I'm just steady tryin' to find my fuckin' way out, outer space, try and find out when I land
Yeah, I'm with BSaint, I'm toting on G5, I ain't throwin' hands (Yeah, yeah)
Wasn't tellin' my dukes I was going to the stu', but fuck it, boy I had a plan (I did)
Ran a milli' up, said fuck a honey bun, I'm eatin' Benihana's with the fam'
I done gave my lil' bro some money, fuck the college fund, I'm fuckin' college hoes, ain't doin' fans

[Bridge]
Just give me the keys to the coupe, I'ma takeoff (Just give me the keys to the coupe, skrrt)
Know niggas they hate it, they ain't want me to take off
My brother, he slime, I can't fuck with no snake, no
That bitch off the 'Migos, like "R.I.P. Takeoff" (R.I.P.)

[Verse 2]
I-I-I don't got no feelings, fuck these bitches 'cause they cappin' (Bitches they be—, woo)
I ain't fuckin' with not one these niggas 'cause they always talkin' for reaction (No)
Pull up on that ho, she eat my dick so good, I think that ho gon' need a napkin
She my favorite bitch, no, she not average (She my favorite bitch, no, she not—)

[Chorus]
I put—, I put Goyard on all of my bitches, they gave me that pussy, how they pay me back (How they pay me back)
I just boarded a flight to LA and I got no idea when I'm comin' back (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Grabbin' za' off the shelf, I don't read the label
This that—, yeah, I call it "Rollin Thrax"
I got bitches on my phone, they wanna see me now, I only call these bitches up for sex (Yeah, yeah)
I can't love that ho 'cause I ain’t Kiki, now I got these bitches fuckin' with my head (Fuckin' with my head)
I be blowin' racks when I walk in the store 'cause you can't take them with you when you dead (Take them with you when you dead)
It's some bitches I got on delivered now (Yeah), because back then they would leave my ass on read (They would leave my ass on read)
Might drop dead in the floor in my living room, because the way I'm trippin' off these meds

[Outro]
Yeah (Yeah)
I ain't trippin' off meds