[Verse 1]
All these bands on me, I can't f**ing move
All these bands on me, I can't f**ing move
All these bands on me, I can't f**ing move
Where my Louie go, I spilled it on my shoes
My body it get chilly, when I rock my j**els
I be looking like a dolphin in these yellow Trues
Baby I can't dance, but my diamonds can
So many Franklin's in my pocket, bust the rubber band
Chillin on a fifth, I think I'm bro-man
If I can't f** yo b**h, then my brother can
My main girl said she don't go with me, I don't give a f**
I got all kinds of hoes
White Pradas black shoe strings, these b**hes looking like dominoes
Might catch a cold, cause my wrist froze
I hit her once, then we switch hoes
Y'all switch things, switch jeans
I been handcuffed since I was 16
In a Gucci tee, and it's kinda tight
Rat b**h, say I'm dressing white
Just mad she ain't spend the night
Tell her head first, then she get the pipe
Bye bye you gotta leave ho, buffed up like Deebo
Any n***a try to rob me, he a jacka** like Steve-O
[Hook]
If I don't like that n***a, I'm gone flex on him
These hoes they ain't sh**, I don't stress on 'em
True Religion fit, I feel blessed on 'em
Ima sh** on these n***as, make a mess on 'em
All my belts and my shoes got the F's on 'em
If I don't like that n***a, I'm gone flex on him
If I don't like that b**h, I'm gone flex on her
These Louie sneakers, b**h come play chess on em
[Verse 2]
White girl tryna smoke me one
With a choosin b**h, and I'm the chosen one
Give y'all n***as the Gucci watch, on my left wrist is the frozen one
All these Louies in the shoe boxes, I don't know what color let me open one
Riding around in this Rolex, hoes tweeting me it's that over ton
That's no lie, circle tighter than a bow tie
I'm high as hell, love Gucci belts no YSL
With a model b**h, and she shy as hell
She don't speak, but she scream loud when you hittin deep
If you don't work, you don't eat
n***as starving like Marvin, see more green n***a then it's sparking
Like barking, you a funny guy, Martin
If the blunt rolled, then I spark it
Yeah that sh** rolled, then I spark it
My b**h mad cause I'm high again, her legs spread and I'm diving in
No peek-a-boo
Diamonds yellow like Pikachu, Louie frames what I'm peeking through
[Hook]
If I don't like that n***a, I'm gone flex on him
These hoes they ain't sh**, I don't stress on 'em
True Religion fit, I feel blessed on 'em
Ima sh** on these n***as, make a mess on 'em
All my belts and my shoes got the F's on 'em
If I don't like that n***a, I'm gone flex on him
If I don't like that b**h, I'm gone flex on her
These Louie sneakers, b**h come play chess on em