Lose It

Oh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 I'm bout to lose it, oh
 I'm bout to lose it, hey
 I'm bout to lose it, hey
 I'm bout to lose it, yah-yah
 I'm bout to lose it, hey
 I'm bout to lose it, oh
 I'm bout to lose it, yah
 Gettin' the guap, makin' it pop
 Droppin' the top, hey
 I made a lot, never a drought
 Pussy is wet, I'm ringin' it out
 I don't got shovels I'm diggin' a route, woah-woah-woah
 Give me some brain, what you thinkin' about?
 Man it's straight, K Swisha with the 808, oh
 Palm tree, Miami, yup I'm gainin' weight, skrt
 Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face
 Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face
 If I buy that new i3 will you ride then?
 Three stacks on the Louie bag, no problem
 I wear Chanel like woah-woah
 Diamonds, they lighter than lightbulbs
 My pockets do need a tummy tuck
 Heard these lil niggas, they fuckin' up
 I'm gettin' money like what the fuck
 She my lil rider no matter what
 She my lil rider no matter what
 She my lil rider no matter what
 I'm gettin' money like what the fuck
 She my lil rider no matter what
 She my lil rider no matter what
 She my lil rider no matter what
 Hey, yah, oh
 Count up the money and bag it
 Count up the money and bag it
 Count up the money and bag it
 Oh, yah
 Count up the money and bag it
 Count up the money and bag it
 Count up the money and bag it
 Yah, yah, oh
 Hey man niggas thought I had one
 Niggas thought I couldn't come back with somethin'
 Nigga you out your mind
 Oh, yah, yah, yah, oh, yah, yah, yah
 Skrt-srt, oh
 I'm bout to lose it, yah
 I'm bout to lose it, oh
 I'm bout to lose it, yah-yah, oh
 I'm bout to lose it
 I'm bout to lose it, yah
 I'm bout to lose it, yah
 Switch, switch, swerve
 I give that bitch what she deserve
 I ain't fuckin' with a bird
 Louis duffel full of herb
 I need that 'Rari by the curb
 I need that 'Rari by the curb
 Pull up to the scene, you know a nigga skate
 If I bend her over then you know a nigga paint
 Yeah I did it with my squad and they said I can't
 Actin' like you hard, ugh-ugh, no he ain't
 Yeah, yeah, uh, I'm bout to lose it
 Watch how I do it, these niggas stupid
 I did it easy, woah, theme niggas sleazy, woo
 My niggas greasy, woo, yeah, my niggas greasy, woo
 Gosha on my chest, hold up, nigga, flex
 Ratchet bitch, ya, she put on the set
 I'm brazy, they know it, she wanna throw it
 Hop out a whip, hop out a whip, I blow it
 Yah, yah, I'm gon' blow her mind
 Oh, oh, I'm gon' blow her mind
 Yeah, damn, that's your girl she's so fine
 Yah, oh, I'm gon' blow her mind
 That shit cray
 That shit brazy
 Yah, yah, yah, oh, skrt-skrt