[Chorus]
Bad lil' bitch get you Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
See what I do, no I won't put you on (No)
Fuckin' on your bitch, but I don't say jawn (Don't say jawn)
I'ma nut in her face, then I'm gone (Gang)
Something really tells me (Something tells me), I got bands coming (Brrt)
Ridin' in a Bentley, three bitches with me (Skrrt-skrrt)
Leave that bitch empty (Yeah), won't leave her with me (Empty)
Nothing you could tell me, I'm still that n***a, uh

[Verse]
Ayy, gas in my lungs, I smoke out the pound (Gas)
Glock in my hand, that bitch weigh four pounds (Brrraa)
He talkin' shit, but was never around (Around)
He tryna run, give him 22 rounds
Do what I do, all that shit for a reason
I'm tryna fuck baby, stop all the teasing (Teasing)
Gas that I smoke every day be the same gas that you only want on the weekend (On the weekend)
I'm tryna fuck you right now that you're gone (Gone), if you sipping the Rémy you tweakin'
She in my room and her friend want me too, so I'm in their gut, then they both leaving (Lil' bitch)

[Pre-Chorus]
That's a bad bitch, you gotta work for it, uh (Work for it)
She seen all this ice, now she fell for it (Now she fell for it)
I just took a flight, straight to Melbourne, yeah (Yeah, I'm flyin')
Hundredth bitch today, but I'm still pourin’, oh (But I'm still in for it)
[Chorus]
Bad lil' bitch get you Louis Vuitton (Louis Vuitton)
See what I do, no I won't put you on (No)
Fuckin' on your bitch, but I don't say jawn (Don't say jawn)
I'ma nut in her face, then I'm gone (Gang)
Something really tells me (Something tells me), I got bands coming (Yeah)
Ridin' in a Bentley, three bitches with me (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Leave that bitch empty (Empty), won't leave her with me
Nothing you could tell me, I'm still that n***a, uh