[Intro]
Ooh, ooh, aye yeah yeah
Ooh, shyne, ooh, ooh
[Chorus]
I don't need no strap, I let my hands do the talkin' aye
I don't need no feet, I let my hands do the walkin' aye
With a model bitch, you can see it when she walk in, aye
Two designer bags, I don't keep shit in my pockets, aye
I put on my song and then yo bitch started barkin', aye
We went in the back and that bitch started workin', aye
I can't fuck with him 'cause all he like to do it talk it, aye
They can't fuck with me 'cause they know I'm always workin', aye
[Verse]
I ain't fuckin' with you pussies, I ain't fuckin' with you lames
Can't fuck with the talkin', you won't say shit to my face
Put in all the work just to make it evеryday
You ain't put in work so I know you can't relate
I don't keep no friends 'causе I cannot fuck with fakes
Bumb bitch hit my phone, I tell her ass to stay away, aye
I can't help this shit, I'm just living my way, aye
Can't rock with my shit then go and hi the highway
[Chorus]
I don't need no strap, I let my hands do the talkin' aye
I don't need no feet, I let my hands do the walkin' aye
With a model bitch, you can see it when she walk in, aye
Two designer bags, I don't keep shit in my pockets, aye
I put on my song and then yo bitch started barkin', aye
We went in the back and that bitch started workin', aye
I can't fuck with him 'cause all he like to do it talk it, aye
They can't fuck with me 'cause they know I'm always workin', aye