Tell Me

It ain't nothing they can tell me
Tryna get down with Bolt baby you don't know the real me
And this cologne Clive Christian baby I know you can smell me
Rockin' all this Dior baby can you help me

Bad bitch pretty face her ass fat
I pulled a rubberband out the Coach backpack
Said Bolt a real one must've been the last batch
And I don't do wrong but I might for some fast cash
Shit if you ask me it make it right
Ride in an Aston or ride on a bike
That's your choice how you live your life
Remember lil bro you can't live it twice
Psh I'm sippin' on it
Glock
I'm grippin on it
Thot
Get the fuck from 'round me
Money on yo head I'll collect the bounty

Spent a lot Balenciaga I'm spilling on it
If you broke and you took my time I'm bout to bill him on it
I might pop my shit for the gram but yo bitch really sittin on it
I might talk my shit for the gram Bad Bandit shit but I'm really on it
Huhhh bad bitch
Rich off this rap shit
Bitch stop that cap shit
You don't wanna get on my bad list
Don't hit my phone on no bullshit better take that shit to yo daddy
Custom BBU tracksuit I done ran it up on a bad day
Muh fucka lazy don't wanna read the whole book he gone skip to the last page
Then text my phone like Bolt how'd you do it
Bitch get out my face
Ran it up on bandit timing
Get the sack they got ass lineman
Bad bitches I want all the finest
Never my time it was all divine

It ain't nothing they can tell me
Tryna get down with Bolt baby you don't know the real me
And this cologne Clive Christian baby I know you can smell me
Rockin' all this Dior baby can you help me