Put Your Hands Up

Unh, all I do is this Stunt when I want, ride new shit Unh, all I do is this Unh, niggas new to this [Verse One] I’m super-rich like Russell, naw Leor I’m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior She spoiled, she want it, she can have that Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin bag at? You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch Be my guest, look at mine, I’m the shit I’m hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don’t it? I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it Get caught staring at that get smoked for it Fool, my swag unlimited So fly, ain’t shit I can’t buy Louboutin kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch Fresh off the runway, get your one one-day Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on The black James Bond, nigga I’m a Don I do what I want, when and where I want [Hook] Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see What’s up, you know you wanna party with me Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be Bitch quit playing Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see What’s up, you know you wanna party with me Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be Nigga quit playing [Verse Two] Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo Paparaz’ photo my side bitch in Manolo It’s all about dough though, my knuckle game like Cotto Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though (Hey!) Nigga, I don’t really got to talk about it Me, I get paper, moves I make major Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player My style so pure, I’m so couture I’m down by law, certified B-boy Hold up, wait a minute, money – I’m gonna spend it Or why the fuck would I hustle hard to get it? So many flows, the hoes be on the di-dick And when they pop it and lock it, they know I’m with it Dame lengua, give tongue while I hit it She a star, fresh from PR Give me more, baby give me more [Hook]