RIRI

(Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?)
Bullet! Bullet! (Uh, yeah)
Bullet! Bullet!
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, uh (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, pull up to the scene in some skinny jeans, uh
Wearing Jordan 8's like some figurines, uh
I be looking mean, I be looking clean, uh
I be looking ri, forehead like Riri
Hold on, I need some rest
And she be laying on me, tryna feel my chest
I got a text, it's from my ex
She wanna give me neck, ooh, bet
Yeah, uh, yeah
You need to stop that
If I see it and I like it, I'mma cop that
Don't play with me, nigga, 'cause I'm 'bout that
And these niggas getting mad because I'm 'bout that
I see these shawty's tryna swim, but I don't care
I'm getting money and it's plenty
And all y'all niggas looking at me out an Fendi
And I be rocking no more Puma's, yeah, them Fendi's
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, beating on that bitch with the pompas
Yeah, tom tom hit her with the iPad
After that, I bring it back and then she call me dad
I said, lil' mama you can't see me and she said no way
And I be riding with my niggas on the [?]
And she be looking at me, looking like she Cardi B
I said [?] let me hit it, she said no, oui
I said, baby girl let me slip it, she said uh oh, please
Yeah, riding with my niggas on the Kobe
Yeah, balling on that bitch, I feel like Kobe
Yeah, left hand, balling like Ginobili
I be running with my niggas, it a [?]
All my niggas red, why y'all niggas blue?
Pull up with that chopper, nigga, nigga turn in two
Niggas talking shit, I leave you hotter than some soup
When I get some money, watch me pull up in a Coupe, yeah
Got on sweatpants, she can see my meat, uh, yeah
Big man, yeah, she like my feet, uh, yeah
Jump and I be on [?], uh, yeah
Big fan, she be off a-... (yeah, yeah)