Yeah, uh-huhCome onHuh
I been in Miami, lil' baby, I can't even thinkAll these different bitches on my mind, I can't blinkI might take a shot, go grab a chase, I need a drinkI walk in the club with my chain, it's goin' blingYeah, we throwin' thousandsI do my dance on the Tok, they say I'm wylin' (they say I'm wylin')I got some cash now, I guess they think I'm hollyAnd I stay with bad bitches, you know we be vibin'
(And I stay with bad bitches, you know we be vibin')(And I stay with bad bitches, you know we be vibin')
Yeah, huhAll these niggas mad 'cause this young hos got cashYou look good off the wake-up, baby, you deserve a bagYou want double C, lil' mama, or a Prada bag?Fuck it, I'ma get both, you know I'm a dragYou tryna be quiet on the creek, I heard you quiet inna bedThe fuck, all these niggas sassy, they try post you goin' fedYou mine's, fuck wit' woo, baby know he spend that bread (huh)And he like to dance, so you know he got that yeah
I been in Miami, lil' baby, I can't even thinkAll these different bitches on my mind, I can't blinkI might take a shot, go grab a chase, I need a drinkI walk in the club with my chain, it's goin' blingYeah, we throwin' thousandsI do my dance on the Tok, they say I'm wylin' (they say I'm wylin')I got some cash now, I guess they think I'm hollyAnd I stay with bad bitches, you know we be vibin'
(And I stay with bad bitches, you know we be vibin')(And I stay with bad bitches, you know we be vibin')