Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh ohhhhhh I'm like, yeah, she's fine Wonder when she'll be mine She walk past, I press rewind To see that ass one more time And I got this sewed up Fory Boyz, they know us All fast money, no slow bucks No one can control us Yeah baby Baby girl, you'r e so damn fine though I'm tryna know if I could hit it from behind though I'm sipping on you like some fine wine though And when it's over, I press rewind though You talking bands, girl, I got it Benjamins all in my pocket I traded in my trues for some robins He playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38 I got a Glock in my 'rari, 17 shots, no 38 I'm like, yeah, she's fine Wonder when she'll be mine She walk past, I press rewind To see that ass one more time And I got this sewed up Remy Boyz, they know us All fast money, no slow bucks No one can control us Yeah baby No you cant control me All these suits sittin' actin' like they know me This shit is more than money dog it runs so deep So this my vow, take it back to the old me Oh yeah yeah yeahh This shit is more than money dog it runs so deep This my vow take it back to the old me

I'm like "Hey, what's up? Hello" Seen yo' pretty ass soon as you came in that door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos Got 50, 60 grand, 500 grams though Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go Everybody hating, we just call them fans though In love with the money, I ain't never letting go And I get high with my baby I just left the mall, lookin' fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeah I get high with my baby (she take me higher) I just left the mall, lookin' fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeah High with my baby I be the mall, gettin' fly with my baby I can ride for my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeah

Je suis rentré d'Indochine hier matin J'ai rapporté des dahlias et du jasmin J'y ai laissé ma jeunesse et ma moto Je suis rentré d'Indochine Sur la piste Ho-Chi-Minh j'aurais dansé En l'honneur du Vietminh j'aurais fumé Je suis rentré d'Indochine hier matin J'ai rapporté des dahlias et du jasmin Bob Morane est étendu Brigitte Béjot entendue Oh oh oh Voilà un singe en hiver Oh oh oh J'entends plus les hélicoptères Je suis rentré d'Indochine et j'ai trouvé Une vie bien trop facile bête à crever J'ai déposé mes dahlias et mon jasmin Je suis reparti j'ai dit "salut, j'vais voir plus loin" Plus loin c'est toujours l'indo que j'ai trouvé Partout c'est l'Indo' ma vie ça on le sait Et depuis je pars toutes les nuits Je dépose un dahlia au pied de nos vies Oh oh oh Voilà un singe en hiver Oh oh oh J'entends plus les hélicoptères

Raindrops, droptop Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot Cookin' up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin' to somthin', brah I don't trust nobody grip the ah Call up the gang, and they come for ya My bitch is bad and boujee Cookin' up dope with the Uzi My hittas a savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too So, my bitch is bad and boujee Cookin' up dope with the Uzi My hittas a savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too Willy will, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo Rackings and rackings, got back-ends on back-ends I'm ridin' around in a coupe I take your bitch right from you Bitch I'm a dog (roof) Beat the hoe walls loose Hop in the frog I tell that bitch to come confort me Swear all these hittas is under me They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me Bankrolls on me keep me company Aye, we did the most Pull up in ghosts My diamonds a choker Holdin' the fire with no holster Rick the ruler, diamonds cooler This a rollie, not a muller Dabbin' on 'em like usual Magic with the brick, do voodoo Courtside with a bad bitch Then I send the bitch an uber Young and rich and plus I'm bougie Try'na make my life a movie Raindrops, droptop Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot Cookin' up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin' to somethin', brah I don't trust nobody grip the ah Call up the gang, and they come for ya My bitch is bad and boujee Cookin' up dope with the Uzi My hittas a savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too My bitch is bad and boujee Cookin' up dope with the Uzi My hittas a savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too Don't owe nobody, owe nobody Always on the job, I got no hobbies Got my city fuckin' with me 'cause I'm homegrown Vibin' out more than my phone though Leave me 'lone, me on my own though I cut that bitch off like an edit My daddy a G, its genetics I heard ya new shit, its pathetic And your contract should be shredded Took my dogs on a private jet from the public housing I kept it G, yeah, one thousand Clique star- studded like the paramoumt mountain Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks Knew that ass was real, when I hit, it bounced back You ain't getting checks, yeah yeah yeah chi chi Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back D town LAX, every week I bounce back If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back Raindrops, droptop Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot Cookin' up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin' to somethin', brah I don't trust nobody grip the ah Call up the gang, and they come for ya My bitch is bad and boujee Cookin' up dope with the Uzi My hittas a savage, ruthless We got 30's and 100 rounds too My bitch is bad and boujee Cookin' up dope with the Uzi My hittas a savage, ruthless