i.got.standards - J.Robb

Ooh, all of them bitches exotic

Cars robotic, we go retarded (Hooh)

Hop in a foreign, don’t need the top

When I get home, I need the top (Wow)

Louis Vuitton when I leave the house (Skrrt)

She got a ass and a greasy mouth (Hooh)

She wanna twerk when I leave the house (Wait)

Gucci that belt, I don’t leave it out (Wow, brr)

Yeah, I got standards, diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, ooh (Yeah)

Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (Right)

Kool-Aid jammer (Sauce), cookie pack on camera, yeah (Alright)

She wanna twerk on my chain, gettin' that brain, swerve in your lane, uh

I fuck her, knock off her bonnet, I had to get it, I want it, honest,

yeah (Hooh)

Ooh, private jet, Nike tech, she up next (Check, right)

When you a boss, don’t take a loss, count up a check (That's right)

SoHo plate, never late, go on dates (Hooh)

When you get up, they hate, uh

Diamonds, they drip like a lake (Hooh)

Ollie a ten, kickflip a eight, nigga I skate (Yeah)

Nigga, I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (Alright)

Kool-Aid jammer, uh, cookie pack on camera, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I got standards, uh diamond Ned Flanders, ooh, yeah (Alright)

Kool-Aid jammer, uh (Ferg, hooh, hooh, hooh, oh), cookie pack on camera,

yeah (Ayy)

I got standards, suck on my nuts like Planters