PROOF

Bad bitch want to fuck 'round with me don’t bite down
In the bando so I can’t go to sleep till the pack done
And he can’t even handle, I’ma key, oh he a door
I’ma fly out from Cali to go Vancouver
I’m on my shit and I’m fuckin' it up
And I know that they ain’t fuckin' with us
Thinkin' I got it like be in my cup
If it’s red I’m pourin' up
Man he stay put he mean
Her ass fat don’t give a fuck
Add it subtract count it up
And I got back it up
He gon' fake the fall, wonder why he ran outta luck?
I ran threw hella bands don’t care 'bout me, don’t worry 'bout none
A lotta Bordens passes, I’ve been flying coast to coast
This shit coming natural, I don’t need to do the most
Loyal lil' baby, she with a nigga who’s so broke
You want smoke with me I got million dollar goals
got a plug his name is Jose
You want a Patek Philippe, you go broke if you buy a rollie
And my drip ain’t cheap, the shit I cop is in the thousands
I be up on a beat or somewhere on a mountain
Been fuckin' that bitch all week and think I got a problem
Push start got no key, I don’t even got a license
Bad bitch want to fuck 'round with me don’t bite down
In the bando so I can’t go to sleep till the pack done
And he can’t even handle, I’ma key, oh he a door
I’ma fly out from Cali to go Vancouver
I’m on my shit and I’m fuckin' it up
And I know that they ain’t fuckin' with us
Thinkin' I got it like be in my cup
If it’s red I’m pourin' up
Man he stay put he mean
Her ass fat don’t give a fuck
Add it subtract count it up
And I got back it up