I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me

My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie

My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends

My whip saying quit playing bitch get in

My earring saying we can hit the mall together

Shorty its only right that we ball together

I'm into bigger things y'all niggas y'all know my style

Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow

My pinky ring talk it say fifty I'm sick

That's why these niggas is on my dick

Some hate me, some love my hits

Flex my man he gon bump my shit

See I'm alive man I really don't care

I tell them hoes whatever they want to hear

You try and play me I'ma blaze it in

My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in