Why you still talkin' that shit? Why you still all on my dick? Why you still tryna fuck? Got the cash, don't need no love Why you still tryna smash? Hit it two times then I dash Pull up on yo bitch, splash Keep the loud on me straight gas Yeah, my name Renzo I'm blowing this cash Racks in my pocket my pants lookin' fat Got hella bad bitches hittin' my phone Thirsty ass bitches won't leave me alone I'm getting this guap then I run it I'm getting this paper straight hunnids You think it's a game but I won it Sike lil bitch got a blunt and I'm dumb lit Why you keep talkin' that shit, you a bitch I95 blowing fuckin' clouds with the seat back When you see me chillin' wit yo hoe at the door Just know that I hit it first cause I had to fuckin' mack I'm switching lanes on a bitch You talkin' twelve you a snitch I run around then I switch Got Gucci, Louis on my hip Why you still talkin' that shit? Why you still all on my dick? Why you still tryna fuck? Got the cash, don't need no love Why you still tryna smash? Hit it two times then I dash Pull up on yo bitch, splash Keep the loud on me straight gas I'm speaking that money, y'all can't understand me That bitch lookin' ghost she just popped a Xanny I'm servin' that green, I'm serving that bean I'm servin' that white like my name Charlie Sheen Renzo on top, it ain't no mistake I eat yo bitch up like a dinner plate These niggas pussy, so step up yo weight Throwin' this paper, yall just throwin' hate Never on time, fashionably late Foreign bitches, man I gotta translate She gave me dome, shit ain't even great Bitch said tryna chill? I said nah I'm straight Been on the grind, now I'm getting paid Nigga talk shit might get hit with the fade People say Renzo switched up but I stayed Reppin' FL shouts out MIA Dade If a nigga gonna try me put my hands up Bitch I got my bands up Designer on me I got my brands up Why you still? Why you still? Acting a fool My bitches wet like a pool Aye Honestly I just be in my lane chillin' Pull out the strap got a nigga he squealin' Got like three bitches and they all third wheelin' I ain't got not heart, I ain't got no feelings I ain't got no feelings My whip ain't got no ceiling Got so many dead presidents in my pocket You'd think that I'm fucking killing, aye 24k got a house round my neck Catch me in public I be fuckin' up a check iPhone 7 sippin' on the hi tech Wait, woah hold up a sec Listen up I said this ain't a game Renzo my name going straight to hall of fame Geeked off the kush man that shit keep me sane First class ticket, got the loud on the plane Why you still talkin' that shit? Why you still all on my dick? Why you still tryna fuck? Got the cash, don't need no love Why you still tryna smash? Hit it two times then I dash Pull up on yo bitch, splash Keep the loud on me straight gas Aye I'm not even worried about none of y'all I'ma just stay in my lane Make this cash You know how I be chillin' All y'all niggas and bitches don't be hitting my phone no more I ain't doing no favors I'm not tryna chill Y'all some broke boys and y'all some dirty hoes I'm just tryna count my guap and roll up that good Why you still talkin' that shit? Why you still all on my dick? Why you still tryna fuck? Got the cash, don't need no love Why you still tryna smash? Hit it two times then I dash Pull up on yo bitch, splash Keep the loud on me straight gas