Trousers

What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers Know that I'm getting that bank What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers Know that I'm, aye I'm sipping that lean I'm Spitting that riddles She want me like Malcolm I'm right in the middle She know that I'm hot And I'm hot like the griddle It's steak on my plate While you eating McGriddles My life is so big but Y'all think it's so little I'm thinking so big but Y'all thinking so little I cop me a Benz and you still riding rental Now tell me who sent you I'm still in her mental dick All in her dental and you kissing that bitch If I'm in the strip Know I'm tipping the bitch Sauce in my blood, know I'm dripping that shit, for sure What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers Know that I'm getting that bank What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers Know that I'm getting that bank Uh, money I'm gonna keep piling, ay Money through Sunday we styling, ay Give her my number, she dialing, ay Get on that plane and we flying away Ain't about money no time of day Only one nut, I ain't trying to stay Only come through if you trying to pay Normally, I get it all kinds of way Hustle and stacking running up backends Sending out old ones getting new packing Started out slower now I move past them Now when I show up got them all asking What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers (yup) Know that I'm getting that bank (gang) What is that shit in my trousers (uh) What is that shit in my trousers What is that shit in my trousers Know that I'm getting that bank