Prada

Damn, son, where'd you find this?
Sayin'
Think about you (ayy)
No, I can't think about you (ayy)
No, I can't think

I ain't trippin' on nada (no way)
Main bitch wear Prada (no way)
Do tricks like ta-da (ta-da)
Bitch, this the high life (oh yeah)
You don't want no problem (no way)
I don't want no drama
Fly to a island
The summer's coming

I've been waitin' on a bad bitch
I'm leaving you sad bitch (you sad bitch)
Left the bank, straight cash bitch (straight cash bitch)
And told a hoe, "Get nasty"
Pullin' off in a 4MATIC
Got a whole clip long, let 'em have it
Paramedics on the scene, it's tragic
Big backwood, I ain't even ash it

Damn it, it got on my clothes
I got full pockets full of them rolls
And I'm off the Perc, how did you know?
And I'm not there, babe, but I'm close
And I swear that he lamer than most
Hop in the Phantom, and then I go ghost
I seen a opp, and you know that he froze
She say she love me, I know that she don't
Baby girl, why did you play with your nose? (Yeah)

These niggas lame, they gettin' exposed
(Swear that they lame, swear that they lame)
He say he have it, I know that he don't
(Know that he don't, know that he don't)
I tried to put that lil' bitch up on my time
Too many hoes, swear they call like a hotline
I smoke this green nigga, sound like I'm Popeye

I was so down, I admit it (admit it)
Stackin' the pain on my pity (on my pity)
If she in my DM, she pretty (ayy)
Niggas talkin' like it's high school (Gucci)
Red dot on his head, I don't like you
Got them killers with me, I won't fight you

I ain't trippin' on nada (no way)
Main bitch wear Prada (no way)
Do tricks like ta-da (okay)
Bitch, this the high life (ta-da)
You don't want no problem (no way)
I don't want no drama
Fly to a island
The summer's coming

I've been waitin' on a bad bitch
I'm leaving you, sad bitch (you sad bitch)
Left the bank, straight cash bitch (straight cash bitch)
And told a hoe, "Get nasty"
Pullin' off in a 4MATIC
Got a whole clip long, let 'em have it
Paramedics on the scene, it's tragic
Big backwood, I ain't even ash it

I ain't trippin' on nada (no way)
Main bitch wear Prada (okay)
Do tricks like ta-da (no way)
Bitch, this the high life
You don't want no problem
I don't want no drama
Fly to a island
The summer's coming

I've been waitin' on a bad bitch
I'm leaving you, sad bitch (you sad bitch)
Left the bank, straight cash bitch (straight cash bitch)
And told a hoe, "Get nasty"
Pullin' off in a 4MATIC
Got a whole clip long, let 'em have it
Paramedics on the scene, it's tragic
Big backwood, I ain't even ash it
(I ain't even ash it)

Ayy
I ain't even ash it
I ain't even ash it
We left him tragic
Hello? Hello?
Uh-huh, I did not call him for nothing, so y'all better answer me
This the teen spirit hotline?