This car I got, it came from Barcelona
These shoes I got, came from ****in' Paris
This bitch mad cause I don't do marriage
Let a ***** slide, no we don't do scary
We tote pistols, no we don't do worry
I don't got no type
Bad bitches is the only thing that I like
You ain't got no life
Cups with the ice and we do this every night
I ain't check the price
I make my own money, so I spend it how I like
I'm just living life
And let my momma tell it, *****, I ain't living right