Verse 1:
Thinking that's it's time that I let 'em know
Competitions falling off i'm cutting through the smoke
See the rings on my mind, James with the scope
King Don Dada swinging got them on the ropes…

Ha! (I got 'em)

Sitting pretty stacking chips while we touring
Bitches try to copy hope them bitches got insurance

Ain't no stunt doubles flipping gripping dollars in the foreign
Got your nigga tipping, stripping why he tell me that you boring!
Black kate moss, a bitch so important
Dropped a duffle on the leathers other hoes can't afford it
Blowing sour, eyes low how I live it and record it
Jealous hoes clocking shit when I get it they report it

Hook:
Devil in a red dress, backwoods cutting throats
Gymnastics, swift split, daddy movin' coke
Gucci pumps, snakes all over my fuckin toes
Tri-state, hold weight, fuck you dirty hoes

Verse 2:
Balenciaga Mama
Don dada proper
Cop stopper chopper, tell papa to hit ya block up
You seen me on blogs, You Think I'm a star
I can pull ya card, I can pull ya broad

I do it for the fuck of it, the fun of it ,the love in it
Edibles out the oven bitch my desserts on some other shit

I deserve to stunt on bitches, I deserve to front on niggas
Clothes I switch, flows I switch, Know I'm the shit when I walk in

No talking while I'm talking
You could learn something, you should burn something
I could burn money
Foxy brown firm honey, Backwood flavor honey
All I hear is paper, money, cheese, green, blue hunnids

Hook:
Devil in a red dress, backwoods cutting throats
Gymnastics, swift split, daddy movin' coke
Gucci pumps, snakes all over my fuckin toes
Tri-state, hold weight, fuck you dirty hoes