Oh (Ready? Perfect) (Huh, huh, huh, yeah) (Huh, yeah, huh, huh, yeah) (Uh-huh, yeah, let's go, yeah) She had my name, that shit tatted I'm in the trap with a baddie I'm gettin' the green just like cabbage We gettin' them drug smokin' habits The diamonds so clear, yeah, they baguettes Rockin' these oversized clothes, yeah, they baggy Yeah, we gettin' them drugs, we got habits We gettin' them drugs, we got habits I tell her: Lil' baby, come on I tell her: Lil' baby, come on We ridin' in a Ghost You better not slam that door The attitude, yeah, gotta go We takin' these flights overseas We eatin' 5-star meals, what you mean Yeah, shoppin' spree every other day What do you mean? Raf Simon, Rick Owen, Givenchy, what do you mean? Fuck the crew, to yeah, get green Fuck the people, yeah, get paid My diamonds hittin' like Minnesota Lil' bitch, I'm stuck in my ways But I don't even care 'bout that shit Just free my brothers He locked in the cell, but I'm with him We locked in this shit, get paid We rockin' these shows every day We takin' this shit on tour Remember them day ones with us Now we eatin' steak filets for dinner She had my name, that shit tatted I'm in the trap with a baddie I'm getting the green just like cabbage We gettin' them drugs, we got habits The diamonds so clear, yeah, they baguettes Rockin' these oversized clothes, yeah, they baggy Yeah, we gettin' them drugs, we got habits We gettin' them drugs, we got habits Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh, let's go