Hello?
I come out there, me and Youngsta finna shoot the video
I don't know what time we gon' be done
It might be too late for them plane flights, I don't know
Nah, nah, nah, matter fact, just send up the jet
Oh, it's for sure? Okay, bet

I didn't know they loved me 'til they hated (I didn't know that)
Last minute, took a PJ out to Vegas (on a G5 floatin')
Don't too much remember, I was faded (I barely remember)
I just turned a penthouse into Drai's (look like we got litty)

Hey, what that mean if I know your nigga? I still wanna try you (I still wanna get at it)
All this money in my left pocket, lil' bitch, I can buy you (bitch, I can purchase)
We both know you want to (me and you both)
Don't fight it like Ryu (fight it like dude)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to go home, fuck you thought?
You ain't about to lie too (big facts)
I came up out a gutter place (Memphis, Tenn')
Ms. Mason, First 48 (woo)
I was pluggin' when I poured an eight
Now I'm movin' slower than a turtle race (answer me)
Is you gon' die 'bout your set? (Hey)
Load up the TEC, oh, you just actin'? (What you in?)
The seats inside the Maybach
Massagin' my back, I'm just relaxin' (coolin')
These niggas doin' more cappin' than fifty-nine hats (damn)
Bullshit deal, why you sign that?
Baguette an AP, not no Timex
Money make her cum, she gon' climax
I don't bargain 'bout no prices, gimme gimme, what's the total?
They laid on him, he slept over
Ooh, he lucky, four leaf clover

I didn't know they loved me 'til they hated (I didn't know that)
Last minute, took a PJ out to Vegas (on a G5 floatin')
Don't too much remember, I was faded (I barely remember)
I just turned a penthouse into Drai's (look like we got litty)

Go fit on my mental, you already know my MO (federal)
These rappin' actors not a factor, fuck these lame ass weirdos (fuck 'em)
I'm beatin' up her pink toe after I pop this bean, pinto (ugh, ugh)
Eight karats together, I got two globes on my earlobe (big shine)
I been the shit for a minute, die real (Meech)
Cartiers tinted, I can hear but don't see 'em (nope)
Just nailed shawty to the cross, crucifix (what?)
Pics of her body, just found somethin' new to fix
I'm a street nigga, you was standin' by the mailbox
Sidewalk (sidewalk, over there, over there)
Internet tough, keep the same energy when you sign off (whenever you see me it's up there)
Smokin' moonrocks, takin' off like a rocket ship, long gone (long gone, long gone, pew)
I know you suck dick 'cause you got a lot of lip, give dome dome (ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ay)
No talk, no text, pop that shit off on phone bone (no, on phone bone, phone bone)
Order my baguette and a rose Patek, two snow cones (that's what I got on right now)

I didn't know they loved me 'til they hated (I didn't know that)
Last minute, took a PJ out to Vegas (on a G5 floatin')
Don't too much remember, I was faded (I barely remember)
I just turned a penthouse into Drai's (look like we got litty)

Flexin' on these niggas, as I should (like I'm 'posed to, 'posed to)
Runnin' through these bitches, as I should (I don't know you)
Got too comfy, lovey dovey, cut her on off, as you should (bye)
You bounce back, bounce back, bounce back, bounce, bounce back (why?)
As you should (hey, hey)

I didn't know they loved me 'til they hated
Last minute, took a PJ out to Vegas
Don't too much remember, I was faded
I just turned a penthouse into Drai's

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Writer(s): Demario White, Dylan McKinney, Robert Gullatt