[Intro: Kreayshawn]
I got strawberry letter, 27
I got gold bananas
Engraved with my grandmother's
Title signature
What you got?
[Verse 1: Kreayshawn]
I got me a bunch of haters
Got me a bunch of faders, be like "Sayonara, see ya later!"
Jordans on with the 808 drum
And you b**hes can't get none, I'm just so done
Don't say sh** though, say you know?
No one know you, I'm in your city like a mayor, ho
I lead by example, your whole life I dismantle
Don't tell a soul what we did, just keep it stable
I'm dope, you're on dope, get it?
Run and get the phone and you can't call for better
I was on the phone tellin' b**hes that I'm wetter
I k**ed it once, I k**ed it twice and, no, I don't regret it
[Hook: Kreayshawn & (Kid Cudi)] (x4)
(What you doing? Do just what you do)
You like it and then you love it
(Do just what you do) Alright
[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
Livin' a trip, not really, just lookin' for clues
I'm so important, that when I buy shoes it's news
Custom Porsches, might make b**hes take off they shoes
How could I not? If I didn't, then I wouldn't be Scott
Broken-hearted, it slowly rots, I hope she knows that heartache s**s
I'm goin' back up, don't summon me again 'less you're ready for the pain
Chip, better slap up, when you see me in the box, believe it's Balmain
Mags on mags on mags, I don't have to push, motherf**er, who's bad?
I don't give a f** about much, I'm cool and calm just like my dad
n***as wanna live like us, n***as wanna floss like us
f** a b**h good like us, cool the cartier like us
Cruise all night with me, n***as really in Paris
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kreayshawn]
I be on that power, they be on that powder
All these b**hes, yeah, they my ba*tards
They my ba*tards, they my ba*tards
Tell Ron Hubbard 50, I'm like "What the f**?!"
Outside raining kitties, my doctor know what's up
I be groovin' last dance, I'm the only one
In the sky high shinin', beamin' like the f**in' sun
Throw my shades on, I'm off on a world tour
Get less but a mind wanna give more
Boom boom for my girls on the dance floor
Pour some for the people, they work hard
Closer than her body, she's throwin' a big party
She's inviting Cudi, we beat it 'til its bloody
[Hook]