(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube) All she care about is shopping She don't really care about friends I seen you trying to watch my pockets Baby girl, just know I got bands She said: Your chain's bussin', it hurtin' my eyes, can you stop? I said: I can't She said her friends in here Can't go inside with the Glock I said: Who can't? She said her friends in here Can't go inside with the Glock I said: Who can't? You ain't like that, you can't run them bands to the top I said: Who can't? You ain't like that, you can't turn his wife to a thot I said: Who can't? Nigga, I can, bitch, I'm C How Bella Bitch, I'm rocking P-R-A-D-A, this ain't Margiela (okay) Diamonds C-O-L-D, put these bitches on, I can change this weather You get it? I know how to spell Y-S-L, I know how I smell I can slime her out just like a snail I won't buy her Birkin, but I'll buy her nails She so pretty, I like her demeanor I like what she doin', but no, I can't keep her I don't know what she doin' out here In these streets, if she do me dirty, I'ma sweep her If you actin' bad, I'ma act badder If you get me mad, you gon' be madder We can do whatever, it don't matter We can fuck that bitch together, baby, just add her All she care about is shopping She don't really care about friends I seen you trying to watch my pockets Baby girl, just know I got bands She said: Your chain's bussin', it hurtin' my eyes, can you stop? I said: I can't She said her friends in here Can't go inside with the Glock I said: Who can't? She said her friends in here Can't go inside with the Glock I said: Who can't? You ain't like that, you can't run them bands to the top I said: Who can't? You ain't like that, you can't turn his wife to a thot I said: Who can't? Nigga, I can, bitch, I'm C How Bella I'm tired of tellin' these niggas who I am Bitch, I'm him, that shit on my license I think my jeweler a muhfuckin' dentist 'Cause I swear to God, all of my diamonds is bitin' Boogers on me like I'm two years old Like I'm pickin' my nose, let's go! If I wanna race, I pull out the 488 If I wanna fuck, pickin' the Rolls My girl mad 'cause I'm always outside And she threaten to leave, so I'm pickin' the road I gotta get money, don't care if my nose is runny Fuck it, I'm sick on the road Baby, you selfish too If it's me or that Birkin, you pickin' your clothes If it's me or that Birkin, you pickin' your clothes All she care about is shopping She don't really care about friends I seen you trying to watch my pockets Baby girl, just know I got bands She said: Your chain's bussin', it hurtin' my eyes, can you stop? I said: I can't She said her friends in here Can't go inside with the Glock I said: Who can't? She said her friends in here Can't go inside with the Glock I said: Who can't? You ain't like that, you can't run them bands to the top I said: Who can't? You ain't like that, you can't turn his wife to a thot I said: Who can't? Nigga, I can, bitch, I'm C How Bella