(Intro)
Look you marks
Nobody step to me till I find out what this is all about
I happen to have a little dough on me and I ain’t taking no chances
Christo
(Chorus)
‘fore you speak, you should be aware I’m keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can’t crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it’s all that-
Before you speak, you should be aware I’m keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can’t crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it’s all that-
(Bridge)
‘Fore I speak! PPB can’t be reformed!
Used to slide by now I’m yelling back “free the boys!”
Got it dusty in my area, we need to sweep the floor!
My phone used to have a ring but now we’re divorced!
(Verse 1)
Anyways, Raf just came with the getaway
Iced mezcal and minute maid, till me and that mix might integrate
Not saying I’m feeling myself
Need that sh*t, I’ll get it myself
They need my help, I’m really black belt with it
Selling it, go to hell with it
I’m corner all net, y’all messy, Lionel
That’s stressing me out
Gotta go get the tints in all black
Get a cuban linx, no bobcat
Your ex calling me, that’s xfinity
But his beard don’t connect call Comcast
Why’s he crying now? stop that
That’s yours now no swap backs
My name in your mouth like All That
Don’t talk back
Ho
(Bridge)
That’s just how it was
They can count it up, it’s a dub
And that dick a robbery, the way I make it stick up
I make the doors lift up, like Simba
Last winter
In the backseat
Using on your man to heat up
(Chorus)
‘fore you speak, you should be aware I’m keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can’t crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it’s all that (Look at her go!)
Before you speak, you should be aware I’m keeping score, green and orange
On my handbag, carrot cake, I need a fork, si señor
You can cut my check, but you can’t crease the force, we indoors
And all that jazz, all that, all that, it’s all that