[Chorus]
N***a tryna talk to me
You don't got a lot of money, what you saying?
Moncler boots, baby, when I hit the pavement
Bands hit the floor, make yo boyfriend rake em'
Got a lot of shit on my mind lately

[Verse]
Saks Fifth Avenue
She gon' walk in like, "I choose you"
Different color laser beam for my different mood
She don't want you no more, said you old news
Goonie said she crying on my n***a, tissues
I just fucked your best friend
Think I'm gonna miss you
And I got the juice, even when I'm school
Bae I'm off the lean, I ain't really feelin' you
Hot ass n***a, tes' I know it's killing you
[?] but I ain't really [?]

[Outro]
N***a tryna talk to me
You don't got a lot of money, what you saying?
Moncler boots, baby, when I hit the pavement
Bands hit the floor, make yo boyfriend rake em'
Got a lot of shit on my mind lately
Got a lot of shit on my mind lately
G-Got a lot of shit on my mind lately
Red bottoms, baby, seen yo n***a at a Payless