Prada

[Intro]
Sayin'
Think about you (Ayy)
No I can't think about you (Ayy)
No I can't think about you (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' on nada
Main bitch wear prada
Do tricks like ta-da
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

[Post-Chorus]
I've been waitin' on a bad bitch
I'm leaving you sad bitch
Left the bank, straight cash bitch
'N 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

[Verse 1]
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)

[Bridge]
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

[Verse 2]
I was so down, I admit it ('Mit 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

[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' on nada
Main bitch wear prada
Do tricks like ta-da
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

[Post-Chorus]
I've been waitin' on a bad bitch
I'm leaving you sad bitch
Left the bank, straight cash bitch
'N 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

[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' on nada
Main bitch wear prada
Do tricks like ta-da
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

[Post-Chorus]
I've been waitin' on a bad bitch
I'm leaving you sad bitch
Left the bank, straight cash bitch
'N 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)

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