(Captain Crunch presents-)

Nah, real shit

Yeah

I got some Prada, my bag

am I bad to kiss the baddest bitch? (Yeah)

And I know that they goin' out sad

they cannot touch on my lavishness

And I say, and I say

and I say fuck what you had, yeah

'cause you don't have this (And I say, and I say)

I got a whole lotta muh'fuckin' blue strips

they disappear just like it's

magic (Whole lotta muh'fuckin'-)

All of this shit is who made me, yeah

check out my start (Bop-bop-bop-bop)

Hop in that whip, go crazy, hop in that whip

go crazy (Skrrt) (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Money got me feelin' crazy, as of lately

And I'm pretty sure that you gon' hate me

if you don't like it, you don't pay me

Hold up, wait, yeah (Yeah)

You don't know me, you don't know shit

That's yo' bitch, boy, that's my bitch

That's my wrist, it look like this (Uh)

Throw ten bands, but this ain't shit (Phew)

Whole lotta money, I look like a kid (Phew, yeah)

I'm searching for bread while smokin' a zip (Yeah)

I go to the stu' and I call it my shift (Uh, yeah) , woo

Got Prada, my fit

Copped that kit

You mad as shit

You know me, you know me, you know me, you know you

I know me, I know me, I know me, I don't know you

Stop calling my phone, lil' bitch, yeah

suck on my dick, yeah, fit this dick in her mouth

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull up at her house

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know ya' spouse (Uh, uh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hid inside her blouse

yeah, yeah (Hold up, hold up, spouse, uh)

All of these kids is some bitches

they sittin' down criss-cross applesauce (Uh) , nah, nah

You don't know me and my gang

so you better go hit the exhaust

Yeah, stayed down, yeah, stayed down

stayed in my lane, yeah, I paid my own [?]

Nah, fuck all these labels who playin' with me

'boutta fuck all these labels

who playin' with me (FUCK 'EM.)

I got the-, water, uh, uh, water, water (Ah, ah, ah)

Oh, she got the toppy, she like, top, top, mm (Top, top)

Yeah, check my wrist-watch (Check my gleam, uh, gleam, uh)

Yo' shit really fake

it don't even tick-tock (Don't even tick-tock)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's the beans for? (What's the beans?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Pepto-Bismol

I been sippin', uh, uh, red, Hi-Tech (Uh, uh)

You been sippin' cranberry juice

in yo' hand, yeah (Uh, uh, uh, fake)

I got some Prada, my bag

am I bad to kiss the baddest bitch? (Yeah)

And I know that they goin' out sad

they cannot touch on my lavishness

And I say, and I say

and I say fuck what you had, yeah

'cause you don't have this (And I say, and I say)

I got a whole lotta muh'fuckin' blue strips

they disappear just like it's

magic (Whole lotta muh'fuckin'-)

All of this shit is who made me, yeah

check out my start (Bop-bop-bop-bop)

Hop in that whip, go crazy, hop in that whip

go crazy (Skrrt) (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Money got me feelin' crazy, as of lately

And I'm pretty sure that you gon' hate me

if you don't like it, you don't pay me

Hold up, wait, yeah (Yeah)

Uh-huh, nah, hold up, wait, oh, yeah, yeah, hey, c'mon

Bih', yeah, yeah

Came on the beat, like, uh, yeah, yeah