park (extended) Lyrics

I could take ya main chick

I could make a lane switch

Say you got money why you lying on franklin

If you got a problem come and say it to my face bitch

This a house party bitches twerking in the backyard

Know you ain't built tough you don't gotta act hard

Black shoes black shirt black jeans black car

Club lights too bright two drinks too far

Two opps two shots to do or to not

California love for the boy I'm like tupac

Thousand dollar frames I ain't tryna see too much

I'm on fire i might make the club too hot

Hey mama let me whisper in ya ear

I got something that you might wanna hear

I got hunnids I got bottles over here

If you really wanna come you should come over here

Hey mama let me whisper in ya ear

I got something that you might wanna hear

I got hunnids I got bottles over here

If you really wanna come you should come over here

Real players let me see your fucking hands

Real bitches let me see your fucking hands

Real players let me see your fucking hands

Real bitches let me uh uh uh

Benihana benihana stay up on my dinner plate

New coupe f-sport flying down the interstate

Neiman marcus neiman marcus neiman marcus everyday

Too much new money I don't know how much I made

I'm just playing baby I know how much I got

But I won't ever say it cause they like to fucking talk

But when it come to cash they don't ever talk a lot

Yeah bitch what I fucking thought

Hey mama let me whisper in ya ear

I got something that you might wanna hear

I got hunnids I got bottles over here

If you really wanna come you should come over here

Real players let me see your fucking hands

Real bitches let me see your fucking hands

Real players let me see your fucking hands

Real bitches let me uh uh uh

Bitches like me cause I'm so damn pretty

Hunnids so blue you would think they cripping

Pass her to the homie call that double dipping

Keep a tight grip you won't ever catch me slipping

Pause

I'm just too damn cold

And this money in my wallet just too damn old

And the curves on her body just too damn slope

The coupe flying through the city ufo

I'm like ET

Why your bitch wanna see me

Bitch better have my money like riri

Every time we drop they gonn put that shit on repeat

And every single gonn' have my tag like it's graffiti

Hey mama let me whisper in ya ear

I got something that you might wanna hear

I got hunnids I got bottles over here

If you really wanna come you should come over here

Real players let me see your fucking hands

Real bitches let me see your fucking hands

Real players let me see your fucking hands

Real bitches let me uh uh uh