[Chorus] [Verse 1: LiLTaE] Yo, your girl look familiar, she was in my crib just the other day She was s**ing good, like damn That b**h prolly be s**ing the whole hood She the definition of a real hood b**h The way she s**ing everybody know that b**h She [?] n***a, wrap yo sh** Protect your sh** and don't ever f** that b**h Don't end up like Magic Johnson Just be done and f** her once Kick her to the crib, don't let her stick to ya She not sick, that b**h [?] [Chorus] [Verse 2: Word Play] Bruh I seen that hoe, prolly at a party in the 314 Bad a** though, poking like she on Facebook but she a hoe I ain't tripping, good girl or s*ut Edward Scissorhands, so you know I'm gon cut My side b**h calling me while my main b**h is in the club n***a 'bout to be f**ed up this Ac is all up in my cup Girl on honor roll and I can see why when she give me dome I think she from Atlanta, so I guess she give that super dome I don't know where the f** I know her from but I know that that b**h fine Bad as a muthaf**a her a** need all the prison time I'm balling in this club tonight, you want a drink? I'm buying Everybody get free shots like we all up at the free throw line [Chorus] [Verse 3: Yung Double D] She look familiar like them hundred dollar bills No 0 to 100 yeah a n***a stays real Never gon change even with them f**ing mills Yeah that's real sh**, f** them fakes, I cut 'em off real quick Looking for a bad b**h, something not average Yeah I got a habit, a** so fat that a n***a gotta grasp it Money I'm stacking, reach up to the attic Smashing on tracks I'm a something like a [?] Damn what a tragic, y'all just a [?], puff puff pa**ing n***a I'm laughing at all you fake a** f**s who still think a n***a 'bout average I'm going in, straight for the win, that's real sh**, no not pretend I can't f** with you, you better find a friend I burn all trees you better ask somebody Gather 'round like we in the lobby Got my Ink Mob n***as rolling right behind me Straight taking over, got 'em feeling grimy, what's up! [Chorus]