text: I aint mad at em, baby
  If I seent you out, me too would be up on you crazy
  Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  Fuck you in your mama house
  Overseas, I fly you out
  Is it trickin if she really love me? Lets just find it out
  Baby, whats up with your mouth?
  City girl straight from the South
  Back home on a presi, Im Obama, ayy, I condone the drama, ayy
  I tongued down Madonna, ayy, do you need pajamas? Yeah
  Stayin the night, girl, you promised it
  I hide in the cave like Osama did
  Im blowin a bag in the Diamond District
  You need me like dollars that are owed to you, yeah
  Money and me are the same, but I just dont fold for you, yeah
  Run me a body, Ill put a Range on the road for you
  I dont know what you were told, but I aint mad at you, baby
  If I seent you out, me too would be up on you crazy
  Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  Fuck you in your mama house
  Overseas, I fly you out
  Is it trickin if she really love me? Lets just find it out
  Baby, whats up with your mouth?
  City girl straight from the South
  Is they mad that you fuck with me? 
  Is they mad that you ride around in a Bentley? 
  Is they mad that you not with them? 
  Same hoes hatin be in my DM 
  Lockin it down, lockin it down, lockin it down, I want you 
  I want them to know youre my baby boo 
  We still make it lit when aint nothin to do
  Every time we step out, niggas look at you
  I aint mad at em, baby
  If I seent you out, me too would be up on you crazy
  Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  You look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  You look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  You look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I aint mad at em, baby
  My bitch pull up lookin like Oprah bank 
  Take a pic with a bitch and she faint 
  She look like a goddess, but she aint no saint
  My bitch bout it bout it, she need her a tank 
  You know aint no limit on blue hundreds
  My bitch like a big bag of money, this new money 
  You gon make the bitch think that you love her 
  Hold her hand right in front you, we too public 
  Take the lil nigga bitch, he aint do nothin 
  Now his bitch goin Baby on Baby 
  She want me to stay, I aint stayin
  And I hope that these niggas dont play, I aint playin 
  Your bitch lookin good as Oprah bank account
  Im the type to take a nigga ho from him and take her out
  Keep the butt, Ill take the mouth
  I aint mad at em, baby 
  If I seent you out, me too would be up on you crazy 
  Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  Fuck you in your mama house
  Overseas, I fly you out
  Is it trickin if she really love me? Lets just find it out
  Baby, whats up with your mouth?
  City girl straight from the South
  I just wanna take you out
  You look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  You look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I just wanna take you out
  You look as good as Oprahs bank account
  I aint mad at em, baby