[Intro]
Dolla $ign
Mustard on the beat ho
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
I'm a beast, I'm a dawg
If you're a Pushaz Ink b**h, I'm a boss
I raise my middle finger up to the low
Got your main b**h along my boast
Lable game hoe, we been all around the world f**in' b**hes
Every pa** 'em hoes right to my Cali's swag n***as
Ever ask a question, b**h, stole in the path, n***a
Never call me Hollywood, call me Westside n***a
Dolla $ign, you know I got hoes on my dick
In this one it's twenty racks and show a little bit
I got Mustard on the beat, yeah we got another one
And I mess my all money, so about another girl
I ain't got a body call but I got a double M
n***as, BTB when I pull a [?] in
It was me and TC and my n***a Yung and him
Taking n***as, b**hes like we pull to f** and gonnin 'em, Dolla
[Hook: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign]
Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me
I'm in this b**h and I came with the brodies
Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me
So when I hit, I'mma pa** her to the homies
I'mma pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Woah, yeah
[Verse 2: Yung]
Aye b**h, let a n***a come through
Drag me, see the sun I go run to
I'm with the homie, so you know that I gotta come soon
I know you with it, so don't tell me what you want do
So rag boy, got a lame n***a goin' out
I probably to come, so these low hoes choose out
Your n***a's lame, so you know you better choose us
Fast lane like you're just my [?]
TY Dolla, tell these hoes to holla it
If they ain't tryna f** in this sh** they even ballin'
New shoes Prada, sick no jock in
And now too high [?], she been movin' with her walker
Said she's with the big, so I make the girl show me
Then I pa** her to the homie like some OE
My name Yung, girl, don't act like you don't know me
I beat to meet off the p**y leave it brawl in, aye
[Hook: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign]
Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me
I'm in this b**h and I came with the brodies
Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me
So when I hit, I'mma pa** her to the homies
I'mma pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Woah, yeah
[Verse 3: Joe Mose]
Haa, I'm Coby with the sister and I be all on that b**h and you don't love 'em, just two minutes
I just be f**ing, why you sick?
She be trash, such you pick
And when we've talking 'bout that b**h and you've been talking 'bout my dick, get it?
Beat it, lights green grid it
Read about your school but a [?] b**hes need it
Tongue on her p**y, I didn't even have to eat it
I just pull out my penis and let her grab, I seen her
Haa, I've been s*utin' with the s*uts
Cuffin' on that b**h
What the hell, is you nuts?
I met her in the room, she was straight from my nuts
I never a man's trash, this your luck
I remember I won't call that b**h, go off [?]
Meels, hit it once so you know the p**y's ready
Hit it all night, man the hill it was [?]
Pa**ed her all around not the Cucci like Jelly, haha
[Hook: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign]
Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me
I'm in this b**h and I came with the brodies
Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me
So when I hit, I'mma pa** her to the homies
I'mma pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Pa** her to the homie
Woah, yeah