You got niggas and I got bitches...
You got niggas, I want you

I want you, to turn up on me
Every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Light skin got you new, new, do
Even look like Lauren London too
I be tripping, but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money length
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
'Cause I be rolling with this skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my nigga
I ain’t tripping off of any of your niggas
'Cause I don't care about your nigga, four nigga
Five nigga, six nigga, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga

You got niggas, niggas, niggas...
I got bitches, bitches, bitches...
You got niggas, niggas, niggas...
You got niggas, niggas, niggas...
I got bitches, bitches, bitches...

Who do you **** in the city when I’m not there?
Who do you **** in the city when I’m not there?
Who do you **** in the city when I’m not there?
Who do you **** in the city when I’m not there?

Girl you must be doing magic
Girl you must be doing magic
Turn ****ing you to a habit
Girl you must be doing magic
Girl you must be doing magic
Girl you must be doing magic
Turn ****ing you to a habit
Girl you must be doing magic