Where It's At (feat. Darius Jamal)

Where it's at Say you getting money I'm like where it's at Said ya bitch was fine I'm like where she at I'm out in south of France they like where is that Mix matching designers they like what is that You ain't wearing this and I ain't wearing that The backend ain't all hundreds then I send it back I start the car and let it growl are you hearing that I got different color money got me looking like a stylist Don't ever play ya self you think you fucking for some cabbage Yeah baby girl what to f*ck with me yea she see I got status But I'mma make her work for this yeah put her to the challenge What you want from me What you want to see I be hanging with them dogs they need some pedigree All my teachers hated me but now they proud of me Ever since I got some money I'm a better me It's like I got some angel wings the way God blessing me I put that pedal to the floor it ain't no catching me If you call into work I'll pay ya salary If you make that pussy fart for me that's flattering She don't know nothing bout these shoes He don't know nothing bout these hoes She don't know nothing bout these cars He don't know nothing bout these clothes I been shitting on these niggas I think I should be in vogue He was acting like he got it Until his bitch ass got exposed Where it's at Say you getting money I'm like where it's at Said ya bitch was fine I'm like where she at I'm out in south of France they like where is that Mix matching designers they like what is that You ain't wearing this and I ain't wearing that The backend ain't all hundreds then I send it back I start the car and let it growl are you hearing that I'm a veteran He a rookie I'm all in his bitch cookie Her pussy extra gushy Give me head give her noogie Spending money with my bookie Them boys ain't never shook me Why they trying to overlook me So tell me what you mean These shoes is new McQueens I keep it extra clean Might give that girl a ring I tell her that she fine just to boast her self esteem I'm feeling like I'm Wu-Tang cause I'm in love with that cream Had a dollar and a dream Now these racks inside my jeans When I step on the scene I make them bitches scream Everything ain't what it seems Got snakes up on ya team If they get caught by 12 best believe that they going to sing All my whips is foreign And all my jeans is foreign And all ya hoes is boring But my girlfriend ass enormous When I'm in it I perform Been a G since I was born I was 12 making porn I started with no racks And now my money blue and orange Where it's at Say you getting money I'm like where it's at Said ya bitch was fine I'm like where she at I'm out in south of France they like where is that Mix matching designers they like what is that You ain't wearing this and I ain't wearing that The backend ain't all hundreds then I send it back I start the car and let it growl are you hearing that