No Really - Summrs

You would not get in that car with me, don’t want apology

Bitch, I’m a prodigy, said «Bitch, don’t lie to me»

Stuffin' my Prada jeans, mama is proud of me

Niggas wanna copy me, and there ain’t no stoppin' me, yeah

I just hit with this bitch like a fifty

I’m clutchin' a fifty, it ain’t be a switch

It’s never a smitty

Don’t show me no pity, bitch, show me your titty

When I’m in the 6, rockin' Number (N)ine Mickey, I mix with Givenchy

Callin' me partner when I be up in it

My brothers they prayin' with they flag on 'em before they go spend it

Shit can get serious (Yeah)

This bitch said I’m broke, like bitch is you serious

Lil' bitch you delirious

I’m lucifer child, when I look in the mirror

I’m off of this red, I got on my Baguettes

Last year, I went and bought a Patek

This year, I went and bought a Piguet

I’m out of fuckin' money, countin' racks

Bitch neck game worth my sex (Yeah)

I got a

out back

And I’m locked in with the Mexicans, cartel niggas will cut off your neck

And I’m thinkin' 'bout tradin' in the S560 for a fuckin' 'Vette

You tried to play wit' me last year, now your friend fuckin' me,

that’s what you get (Uh)

I just brought a Maybach on your pussy ass

I got the snakes in my grass, had to cut them off now I’m on they ass (Yeah,

yeah)

And I’m drivin' that car fast, I just spilled drank on my desk

Now this bitch a fuckin' red Maybach (Yeah)

Yeah, I fuck with your pretty ass, I ain’t mean to do you like that

I was in the field back doin' bad (Yeah, yeah)

And I know I did that bad, baby, yeah, I know I got that cash

I’m finna take your ass to Saks (Yeah, yeah)

I’m a big dog, give me that cat, I’ll put thirty racks in you bae

Show you I fuck with you like that (Yeah, yeah)

Friendly niggas tryna catch me down bad I’ma put that .45 on your ass

And we gon' do it just like that (Yeah, yeah)

Know my diamonds in my mouth make that fuckin' pussy wet

And you know this shit ain’t no stress (Yeah, yeah)

This shit pierce off your fuckin' face like some cocaine on some crack,

lil' bitch I told you I’m really that

Yeah, I fuck with your pretty ass, I ain’t mean to do you like that

I was in the field back doin' bad (Yeah, yeah)

And I know I did that bad, baby, yeah, I know I got that cash

I’m finna take your ass to Saks (Yeah, yeah)