Yeat - No cosign lyrics

Told em it's nobody else
(I got that cosign like)
(I got that bitch to pull up, she like yeah)
Take it and give it to us off the X
Shop it shop for us
I got that cosign, yeah like
I got that cosign, yeah like
(bitch she like yeah)
Fuck it, ship you pounds, get you bucks

I got the money by me, ain't no cosign
(I ain't need no help)
These bitches call me any time
That's a no-sign (yeah)
You gon' get blocked
I get some racks, got choppers, I got tecs
I got thots (Thot)
I got bands, I got rocks, I
Got chickens, I got Glocks, ha
(Told them I)
I told them it's not what it seem
Wit' a whole lotta flawless
Baguettes on my ring (On my ring)
Wit' a whole lotta thottiеs
Pull up on the team
(Luh yeah, luh yеah, ahh) i told 'em
"Put butterfly doors on the coupe" (Skrr)
And I told 'em, "We're higher than God
That's the truth" (Luh yeah)
Already do what I said
So what more can I do? (Luh yeah)
From this side, we just rock Christian Lou'
(Lou') wear the red bottom, red bottom shoe
(yeah shoe)
Every thot that I got, buy the shoe
(Whatever)
Hit my bitch, do whatever I do (yeah yeah)
Every Sunday, give my bitch Chanel
I got the blam
This shit I'm shipping is kale
Ride in the Cullinan, big YSL
My boys is so crazy, they blick you like yeah

I got the money by me, ain't no cosign
(I ain't need no help)
These bitches call me any time
That's a no-sign (yeah)
You gon' get blocked (yeah)
I get some racks, got choppers, I got tecs
I got thots (Thot)
I got bands, I got rocks, I
Got chickens, I got Glocks, ha
(Told them I)
I told them it's not what it seem
Wit' a whole lotta flawless
Baguettes on my ring
Wit' a whole lotta thotties
Pull up on the team (Luh yeah, luh yeah)
I told 'em
"Put butterfly doors on the coupe" (Skrr)
And I told 'em, "We're higher than God
That's the truth" (Luh yeah)
Already do what I said
So what more can I do?
From this side, we just rock Christian Lou
Wear the red bottom, red bottom shoe
Every thot that I got, buy the shoe
Hit my bitch, do whatever I do¨
Every Sunday, give my wom' H&M
I got the blam
This shit I'm shipping is kale
Ride in the Cullinan, big YSL
My boys is so crazy, they blick you like yeah