Got the bag hold up cut the price (yeah) she in a trance roll the dice and smash (dice) automatic she shift on that D twice (D) she got the bag she cooked up the back (yeah) she think she too hot for the fame but baby u ain't nothing but plastic trynna reach but baby I'm too high I been reaching for nexus look at me niqqa blind your eyes I been ready for the flame I ain't one to hold some beef my lifestyle ain't all about that look at me nigga u be blinded pop up the ice cherry on top she smurking she make it jerk off on the bat (swing) got a couple cases she make me call her back got a call I ain't down for the blow blind your eyes I'm too high , too bright red hood little red riding hood playing pretend you ain't one for the fame got a call you mama wants me in bed bang that Bitch with her cane make her shout my name niqqa approach your gate with my D like life support you know hw we make the deal niqqa write it some more ay×2 niqqa write it some more she ate it up doubled it up fumbled it ended up going through the trash 100 bit on repeat jump on the track shawty shout the name I ain't one to start a fight leave that to the fools she flexing with the fake ice (ice,ice) she get exposed ay ×2 she get exposed Got the bag hold up cut the price (yeah) she in a trance roll the dice and smash (dice) automatic she shift on that D twice (D) she got the bag she cooked up the back (yeah)