Lyrics: Misharron Allen/Dustin John Martin/Ameen Shakir
Music: Dustin John Martin/Misharron Allen/Ameen Shakir
Broad day with the SK
I just spent twenty thousand on some Gucci clothes
I hopped out the porch
And I jumped straight up on the road
VV's on my Robins, check the score, I'm going pro
He just want me, I just want some more dough
I put VV diamonds in my chain
B*****s wanna date me for some clout and for some fame
All them groupies in your face,
Them hoes don't even know your name
I can't tell who real from fake,
This shit become a shame
Hop up out that drop top,
Chopper shoot at coppers
Don't think you gon' try her,
She watching from a side-eye
I don't bring that drama,
But b***h, I'm 'bout that dram
How you wanna do it?
Pop out, jump out, leave you trauma
B***h, I run my bands up, and I got my mans u
Fifteen for a show, these b*****s be type
They want no cancer
I rock Givenchy in the snow,
Chanel is all up on my sandals
'Rari two door swervin',
I'ma put that shit on manual
I just spent twenty thousand on some Gucci clothes
I hopped out the porch
And I jumped straight up on the road
VV's on my Robins, check the score, I'm going pro
He just want me, I just want some more dough
I put VV diamonds in my chain
B*****s wanna date me for some clout and for some fame
All them groupies in your face,
Them hoes don't even know your name
I can't tell who real from fake,
This shit become a shame
Ayy, ayy
Lately I've been on a mission
Like I have to get up and get it
I used to be in the kitchen
And now on the road with the Smith 'n'
And now when I walk in the ****ing party,
My diamonds, they really be hitting
Lil' b***h, she grabbing all on me
She feeling all on me, she know she can get it
These b*****s be cappin
They **** with the cops like Training Da
I rock on an opp, let it rain today
We really had to move the yay
And my b***h was locked in the hole
For real, just came home today
And we off the lean,
Some off the shit, I can't feel my fac
I just spent twenty thousand on some Gucci clothes
I hopped out the porch
And I jumped straight up on the road
VV's on my Robins, check the score, I'm going pro
He just want me, I just want some more dough
I put VV diamonds in my chain
B*****s wanna date me for some clout and for some fame
All them groupies in your face,
Them hoes don't even know your name
I can't tell who real from fake,
This shit become a shame