When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala" I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala" How I stride like that? Amex, no cap, eight hundred score They wonder how, how I guap like that I rap my lyrics when I perform They wonder how, how I stride like that Married to the grind, I brought my ring I'm corny but your girly want the dick Modest with my jewels but check the bank Finally got the money, say my thanks