Ayy, b**h check out this new decor
Yeah, Celine Dion with that new Dior
b**h is so emo she lookin' like Eeyore
I don't have a choice I had to get that plum
I need that new new, I need them two shoes and that True Religion [?]
Fubu, Fuji b**hes too loose
And I got that new thing on my hip, I call that nue nue
I call that nue nue, I don't understand why these n***as so fufu
Just got some new shoes, f**ed on my new shoes
I'll in the dirt, fresh up out the mud, I'll be out the dirt, sippin' f**in' sud
All these f** n***as think they on, n***as ain't even buzz
All these n***as move mints, they don't even budge
I ain't sad cause I got b**hes, I ain't sad cause I got b**hes
I ain't sad I'm gettin' riches, check out my new wrist too
Rihanna on that b**h, if I grind hard like this I'm going Rihanna digits
Make Rihanna digits, have Rihanna b**hes
f** that sh** my n***a, Rihanna gon' be my b**h
I ain't sad though, I ain't sad over it
I tell her face it, face it, face it
Blunt face it, that blunt you face it
That b**h gon' hate you anyway boy face it
Don't chase it, unless it liquid, and that sh** gon' have you slumped over anyway
Face it, I gotta face it, if I told you boys the truth you gotta face it