I Bought Her (feat. Lil Duke)

Yeah I bought my bitch a bag I bought a lotta ass I bought my bitch a bag I bought a lotta ass My C no longer slashed R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah I tripled up the stash I had to tint the Jag' She said she don't suck dick I called that bitch a cab New York can't go for no bad apple I promise you'll get stabbed I told her I go nast' I give 'em lifetime splash I told her I got crops That big, big Birkin bag (that Birk') I whipped up in Beverly Hills, But it wasn't sushi (that big, big Birkin bag, that Birk') I couldn't afford her She was way better at Hooters, ooh (took out a order, whoa) I gave a forty clip brand new AK to a shooter (shootin' in 4K) I can get a nigga ass smoked for a bowl Of noodles, whoa (I can get your ass smoked) I gave a forty clip, take to the woadie, the shooter, whoa I bought a Carbon 15 and it's tall as a ruler I had the doctor come see, I thought it was voodoo, whoa I left that car parked outside of the boogaloos, whoa (skrrt) You don't go need for speed, yeah I just been movin' 'em (I keep the dope, boom, boom) I been in Trusletree And I just been boolin it, yeah (I been to Trustle) I need to catch me some Zs 'Cause I just been booted up (I need to get me some sleep) I had your bitch on her knees and I told Her toot it up (got your bitch on her knees) Fish fork aye, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, on baby Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes I bought my bitch a bag I bought a lotta ass I bought my bitch a bag I bought a lotta ass My C no longer slashed R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah I tripled up the stash I had to tint the Jag' She said she don't suck dick I called that bitch a cab New York can't go for no bad apple I promise you'll get stabbed I told her I go nast' I give 'em lifetime splash I told her I got crops That big, big Birkin bag What you finna get? Hundred on my wrist Hundred on the necklace, hundred on the clip Hundred on his head, I just splat a flip Hundred on my bitch, couple of crips I can never rat, I can stack the chips I will never fuck her, I just got the lip I just gotta love it, I just gotta kill it I just gave her chrome, I just got a VIP Hoppin' out a jet, I can get her wet Louboutin chest, under my neck I came with the drugs, Hi-Tech The VVs on my neck, as big as it gets I came from nothin', too fuckin' reckless I'm a slime ball, baby, I'm treacherous Iced out Hermes belt like a wrestler Fuck her good, but I never kept her (yeah) I bought my bitch a bag I bought a lotta ass I bought my bitch a bag I bought a lotta ass My C no longer slashed R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah I tripled up the stash I had to tint the Jag' She said she don't suck dick I called that bitch a cab New York can't go for bad apple I promise you'll get stabbed I told her I go nast' I give 'em lifetime splash I told her I got crops That big, big Burkin bag (that Birk') Fish fork, aye, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, on baby Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes