Lyrics:

I done came through torchin' that shit
I done went Scott Storch in this bitch (lil' B)
Big-ass crib with the portraits and shit (what?)
Big-ass Porsche, fresh off of Porsches
Rockin' black Air Forces and shit (swerve)
Credit cards, all corporate and shit (let's go)
And I'm tryna spend it on you
Been a long day, I'm tryna end it on you
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models to pop (whoa)
Why would I stop? They want a lot (whoa)
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models to pop
Why would I stop? They want a lot
And I got a lot pilin' on top, she like the Glock, ready to pop (brr)
And I got a lot pilin' on top, she like the Glock, ready to pop
Tryna see the body drop
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models-
Ready to pop, tryna see the body drop
Walkin' way too important and shit
I don't got a damn port in this shit
Bad bitch raisin' endorphins and shit (damn)
Big-ass fortress, ghetto bitch, she gorgeous
Walking in like a orphan and shit (what?)
I don't give a fuck, I crash out and block it (whoa)
I just sit back, mm, I'm on fly shit (uh)
I just sit back, watch while she trash it (whoa)
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models to pop
Why would I stop? They want a lot (why?)
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models to pop
Why would I stop? They want a lot
And I got a lot pilin' on top, she like the Glock, ready to pop (brr)
And I got a lot pilin' on top, she like the Glock, ready to pop
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models-
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models-
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models-
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models-
Bottles to pop, tryna-tryna see the body drop
Bottles to pop, bodies to rock, models-
Ready to pop, tryna see the body drop