[Intro: YG]
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Chorus]
You know all that shit come to the light, did in the dark (Dark)
And my bitch got 22 shooters like Caitlin Clark
High fashion, Goyard, my new car smart (Ha)
I drop that bag and they run down before you get to park (Before you get to park)
I'm on that ass, she did the dash, she runnin' wit' my heart (She runnin' wit' my heart)
Casey hop out blast, bullseye like he was playin' darts (Playin' darts)
I just bought this fashion so yo' love for me never depart
Gotta keep my shooters on go
I drop that bag 'nd then you know (You know)
[Verse 1]
Tenth floor, but we fuckin' on the low (Fuckin' on the low)
I just called an opp ho, I'ma fuck her for the low (I'ma fuck her for the low)
I got ten more bows, and they goin' for the low (They goin' for the low)
Nigga, I got too many clothes, you know my closet on overflow
It ain't nun to grab a BNB and take yo' bitch to Pappadeaux (Take yo' bitch to Pappadeaux)
Man, that ho ain't even my type, you know she be at [?]
Walk pipe for the night, I feel like Lucky in this [?]
Nigga, don't need to worry 'bout my guys, you better shoot for yours
And I got my fire, I'll turn a nigga ass into a smore
I hate to have to leave you in the city, girl, I'm out on tour
But you know your spot secure, for sure
And I'm not being immature, but it's shit you ain't tellin' me
Can't let yo' past ahead of me
One mistake, you dead to me
Thick lil' shit, she ebony
No Skechers, this shit LV
Brand new whip, I could've went and bought like twenty Chevy's
Got brand new pistol, it's gon' kiss you, don't no nigga scare me
[Chorus]
You know all that shit come to the light, did in the dark (Did in the dark)
And my bitch got 22 shooters like Caitlin Clark (Shoot like Caitlin Clark)
High fashion, Goyard, my new car smart (New car smart)
I drop that bag and they run down before you get to park (Before you get to park)
I'm on that ass, she did the dash, she runnin' wit' my heart (She runnin' wit' my heart, ayy)
Casey hop out blast, bullseye like he was playin' darts (Like he was playin' darts)
I just bought this fashion so yo' love for me never depart
Gotta keep my shooters on go
I drop that bag 'nd then you know
[Verse 2]
I don't care 'bout nun that shit you flexing, [?] some
I told you I'll send my shooter, he gon' shoot until his hand numb
Bend that bitch over the bed and beat her back in like a hand drum
Ayy, you know us, nigga, we be wildin', wildin' (Wildin', wildin')
And I know you lovin' all these diamonds, diamonds (All these diamonds)
Five K on the fit and ain't nobody style me (Ain't nobody style me)
When they bring us in they say we [?] the environment
Girl, I know you want Chane-ne and I know you want Dior
He got you waiting on his payday, you know that that nigga poor (You know that nigga poor)
They on IG catching fake plays, oh man, oh Lord (Oh Lord)
That ain't yours, you clutchin' fake K's, you not gon' up the score (You not gon' up the score)
Girl, yo' lovin' got me in a daze and I need some more (I need some more)
Every time I make another wave niggas grab they board (Niggas grab they board)
Everybody not a shooter, nigga, grab yo' [?] and [?]
I been lit since I was a fetus, I snatched out my own cord (Own cord)
Just stay down and you get everything, this money my reward
[Chorus]
You know all that shit come to the light, did in the dark (Ayy)
And my bitch got 22 shooters like Caitlin Clark (Shooter like Caitlin Clark)
High fashion, Goyard, my new car smart (Yeah, yeah)
I drop that bag and they run down before you get to park (Before you get to park)
I'm on that ass, she did the dash, she runnin' wit' my heart (She runnin' wit' my heart)
Casey hop out blast, bullseye like he was playin' darts (Like he was playin' darts)
I just bought this fashion so yo' love for me never depart
Gotta keep my shooters on go
I drop that bag 'nd then you know
