Royal

She got a attitude problem
New nigga lookin' like oh no no
He don’t ever ever take you shoppin', no (broke boy)
He don’t spin that money like I spend it girl (wooh) no
I got money bands galore
So my chain gon' be spoiled
Come fuck with your boy
I’ma treat you like you royal
All these niggas talkin', they don’t fuck you right, no (naw)
She said «Throw me money, I won’t work tonight, oh» (bands)
Baby I got bands come and twerk tonight, yuh (whoa)
All these niggas hatin', they can’t fuck with us, no
Baby, I’ma pull up in a Benz truck
Yeah, I got my bands up
You ain’t fuckin' with no scammers
Heard that you a dancer well throw that shit back
Girl, I brought my Fanta so let me sip that
They ain’t fuckin up my vibe
Take a date up in the sky
Have you ever been to Paris then you went right to Dubai?
In the same day
Baby, I’ma lane change
Pull up in a wraith
I’ma call that shit the space sway, yah
What we doin'?
Bring all the bad girls to the room (bring 'em in)
Cause I just broke up with my ex, yeah
She won’t ever meet a boss nigga, I know (no you won’t)
So fuck that bitch (yeah)
She got a attitude problem (problem)
New nigga lookin' like oh no no
He don’t ever ever take you shoppin', no (broke boy)
He don’t spin that money like I spend it girl (wooh) no
I got money bands galore
So my chain gon' be spoiled
Come fuck with your boy
I’ma treat you like you royal