I hardly say it, but I miss you, Trolly
When I copped that Lam' truck, I was excited
I hopped in the grass, peerin' out my rocket
The back of the Mulsanne, I'm reclining
Rhinestones in my jeans shinin' like my diamonds (no)
Her leggings see-through, I don't see no pantie linings (no)
She told me come through and want me to combine 'em
If they shootin' they shot, I became a target (shot)
YSL at the top, we control the market (top)
I called up SEX and said, "Look what you started"
Ain't goin' out sad, I sell me some narcotics
Rose gold Richard Mille, I had a rose Bvlgari (yeah)
Me and Duke killer blue, 488 Ferarri
Ain't givin' money back, ain't no say sorry
We put ♥♥♥♥♥♥ on a plate like calamari (Keed talk to 'em)