Yeah, runnin' through the check like *bdtdt* Your hoe blow my phone like *bdtdt* I pull up like *skrrt* *skrrt* Diamonds in my errrrs 200 on my drrrrsh Gotta ride in frrreigns Got your hoe like "ooh, ooh" Diamonds on my errrrs I got your hoe mayne, she on go mayne I got ice all in my chain like a snow mayne I'm the boss mayne, draped in Balmain Boy I got it, how you want it, order somethin' mayne, I'm balling (?) 200, run through that cash, 200, (?) havin' gas 200 London and Bobby 200, get it, I got your bitch and she wit it Murder scene when I pull up, and she clean when I pull up Charlie Sheen when I pull up, shoulder lean when I pull up Flyer than most, play the back seat in the Ghost I got the game in a (?), I got that hoe on the choke Bad bitches only, I got these hoes on the lean Couple of racks on my kicks, blood drippin' on my feet Yeah, runnin' through the check like *bdtdt* Your hoe blow my phone like *bdtdt* I pull up like *skrrt* *skrrt* Diamonds in my errrrs 200 on my drrrrsh Gotta ride in frrreigns Got your hoe like "ooh, ooh" Diamonds on my errrrs Shouts out to the crew no genre, fame'll turn me to a monster I like Freddie Kruger's sweater, spray it like some shoe protector Roof just dissaprrrred, I can't take these bitches srrrrus I f*ck your best friend and your best friend That don't make us all best friends Uh, I was countin', they was doubtin', 80,000 on an Audi I got hoes, about a thousand, hit a bitch like Ronda Rousey Bitches all up in they feelings, the head of NASA's in the buildin' Where the f*ck you thought I been? Bobby Bands ain't got no ceilin's Yeah, runnin' through the check like *bdtdt* Your hoe blow my phone like *bdtdt* I pull up like *skrrt* *skrrt* Diamonds in my errrrs 200 on my drrrrsh Gotta ride in frrreigns Got your hoe like "ooh, ooh" Diamonds on my errrrs