Boww

Uh
 It's, it's that ratchet shit, uh
 And that gang shit
 DJ Victorious with me in the buildin'
 I'm a bad boy like an old Piston
 Move around in Mo-Town like a Detroit Piston
 Marble floors in the bathroom, that's how I'm pissing
 Turn the bedroom into my closet, not to mention
 First grade, bitch was juking on me, got detention
 Who knew I was gonna be a rapper? I've been hittin' some bitches
 Millions was on my wishlist, I got tired of eating fishsticks
 I ain't gotta do shit for nobody, I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm rich, bitch
 "Is you sucking some dick?"
 Alright, I'm finna book the Ritz then
 After I'm finished I'm finna spin
 Bitch, you ain't finna get hit again
 Bitch, ain't it the weekend? (Ain't it the weekend?)
 Gon' and hit the club with your friends, why you in here tweaking?
 I'm 'bout to hop in the car with my mans, I'm goin' back in here reekin'
 Fuck around, gon' hit this lil' other bitch, I'm goin' back in here stinkin'
 I thought this bitch gon' have me busting, I ain't even 'posed to be blinkin'
 Bitch wanna come up there, I be like fuck it, I don't really even be thinking
 Smokin' KK, Sherm, and Gelato, got my eyes chinky (Got my eyes chinky)
 I just don't eat swine, bitch, I am not a vegan (Not a fuckin' vegan)
 I look like a star, boy, I am not the Weeknd (I ain't the Weeknd)
 And I don't got no heart, boy, I am not a deacon
 I'm like bow, bow
 I'm like, I'm like bow, bow
 I'm like bow, I'm like bow
 I'm like bow, bow, bow
 I'm like bow
 All my chains like blaow
 Bitch, my chains like blaow
 Two hundred thou', make you look like, "Wow"
 Reaching out like, bow bow bow
 I'm like, I'm like blaow
 I'm like blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, blaow
 Nigga run, we hit your back
 You know lil foenem into that
 Hooded up, they in the black
 Hop out either side, I'm in the back
 Beamed up, I'm in the 'Raq
 In the alley, I'ma sneak up like a cat
 You only got one life, remember that (Remember that)
 Leave a nigga body froze, oh, it ain't December yet
 I paid sixteen hundred for a pole, this the kimberjack
 And I got a Kel-Tec, got a baby MAC
 Got a rifle, that bitch too big, wish I could take it back
 And I don't even wanna keep it in the house like that
 'Cause I don't even be in the house like that
 Plus I ain't even gon' set up my spouse like that
 She got some lil' shit she can cock back
 I'm like bow, bow
 I'm like, I'm like bow, bow
 I'm like bow, I'm like bow
 I'm like bow, bow, bow
 I'm like bow
 All my chains like blaow
 Bitch, my chains like blaow
 Two hundred thou', make you look like, "Wow"
 Reaching out like, bow bow bow
 I'm like, I'm like blaow
 I'm like blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, blaow, blaow
 I'm like blaow, I'm like blaow
 Blaow, blaow
 Nigga, blaow
 That's the goddamn, the signal
 Signal to the, signal to the
 You know, we done blaowed some shit
 You know this shit blaow, blah-blaow-blaow, gang shit
 You feel me?