Thirty-six, zero waist Yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist Three on three, my type of date All this stuff, I might be late (it's lit) All this stuff, a eight by eight (straight up) Stuff is stuff is stuff Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck) Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck, woo) Two hundred hoes, thirty black trucks All of us known for puttin' on that stuff I let her go, ain't no handcuffs I get a hard-on when them bands come (yeah) These niggas too loose, need to tighten up Took her to Hermès, got her items up Boy they done fucked up and let Spider home Free the guys down the road, gotta hide the phone (ooh) Got my name from the street, not a microphone Ain't no sleep, she on toot, I took Adderall Niggas act like they us, but they not at all Copped the baddest shit and we forgot the call (yeah) I put diamonds in my teeth like I'm Paul Wall Pretty titties, her whole body so soft Hold the back of her head till her jaw's locked I don't care what he do, he a cornball Extra layers, I'm dressin', I'm Stiff Gang I'm the real, went two million on pinky ring Come through pimpin' like Pinky without the cane Niggas thinkin' they hot, but they Eddy Cane I've been puttin' on this stuff since my baby frame Walk around with a dollar, that's pocket change Niggas think that you smart till you knock his brain I done Brabus'd the Rover like I'm la Flame Me and Skeet tryna see who the coldest shit If I see her with bro, I don't know the bitch Extra stuff every time, extra stuff every time Extra stuff every time when I'm steppin' out Put on stuff every time, put on stuff every time Put on stuff every time when I'm steppin' out Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist Three on three, my type of date All this stuff, I might be late (it's lit) All this stuff, a eight by eight (straight up) Stuff is stuff is stuff Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck) Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck, woo) Breakin' the nine, inside the spot, you know three of them mine You like 1OAK, it ain't one of a kind, three of a kind Put on my ice, and all three of them blind I put grease in my soda, I'm tryna get fried She rockin' that outfit, she tryna get hired Rubbers on rubbers, I never get tired Bought her that ice and I know she still lyin' Brought number one on the plane 'cause she fly Bought number two a new whip, she got drive Bought number three a new Guc', she suck dick Bought number four a new stick 'cause she fire Bought number five Chanel 5 No. 5, No. 5, No. 5, No. 5, No. 5 Yeah, one at a time Yeah (one of a kind) Yeah, yeah (bring 'em all, all, all of 'em) Yeah (woo) Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist Three on three, my type of date All this stuff, I might be late (it's lit) All this stuff, a eight by eight (straight up) Stuff is stuff is stuff Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck) Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck, woo) Ooh-ooh-ooh