text: Lyrics from Snippet
  Look, look
  I need that real love, talkin Bobby, Whitney and I keep it wit me
  I dont go no girl Im picky cause I gotta know you with me 
  Cause shit could get sticky, thats why I keep a glizzy
  Ridin at night through my city 
  Yeah, that bitch my everything, even Alexander Wang
  She come from a block of hood now she got the final thing
  She smoke peanut butter red, eleven karats on the ring
  I swear to my bitch , I wont cost a thing...