Hey, hey
Skrrt
W-W-Whoa
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Hey, hey
Skrrt
W-W-Whoa
Patek on my ***** (Patek)
Then I put two niggas on my stick (Boaw, roaw)
I don't wanna hit her, pass her, an assist (Hey, hey)
I drop my top, the coupe, the sun hit off my wrist (Skrrt)
I been drippin’, ain't no slippin' in my pimpin’ (Drippin', woo)
And I pop my rock, rich butt-whoop in the kitchen (Whoop, whoop)
I put Forgis on my Bentley, up my inches (Forgis, hey)
My bitch, she only want a Birkin to match her interest (Birkin, Birkin)
Time to get up my bag and get on a mission (Bag)
N****s be goin' out sav', we handle the business (Sav')
Get your bitch, she winkin' eyes and blowin' kisses (Get your bitch)
I keep fire, the Glock a .40 with a biscuit (I keep fire)
Got tunnel vision
I done stacked my money up, I'm goin’ up on my wealth (Hey)
Did it with my gang so I can’t go to top myself (Gang)
You can smell Gelati and Biscotti on my breath (Gelati)
Shawty wanna dive in my water, Michael Phelps (Splash)
I got stripes, I'm a ref, double D up on my belt (Stripes, Dior)
Drugs on the shelf, c*****e, Henny and motherf****r (C*****e, hey)
Whole hundred thousand in my pocket, I can’t stop (Woo, woo)
Drippin' on these n****s, it's a problem, need some help (Drip, hey)
I been dreamin', diamonds made these n****s eat the p*****y (Hey)
Fiendin’, I keep God with me, watch the demons (God)
Leanin', c*****e in my blood and it's streamin' (Hoo, hoo)
Genie, you get three wishes, where the green at? (Hoo, hoo, cash)
Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah)
And I'ma eat that p***y, I ain't borin', bitch, I ain't borin'
Chanel up on your feet and I adore it
And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich
Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry,
Yeah, ain't even sorry (Yeah, woo)
Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah)
And I'ma eat that p***y, I ain't borin', bitch, I ain't borin'
Chanel up on your feet and I adore it
And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich (Yeah)
Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry, yeah, ain't even sorry
Gaze at my jewels, Js are my jewels (Yeah, woo)
.38, that's my tool,
We don't aim for the roof (Bitches, bitches, bitches)
Bando Baby 29, you'll die right here (Woo)
This is somethin' you see every light-light year,
Yeah (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Bando, hmm (Woo, woo, woo)
N****s tryna do his research like
It's Recess and he Randall (Randall)
When we ride out, we in camo (Bitches, bitches, bitches)
Mm, mm, mm, mm (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Murder's a su**ect that we can handle
Darlin', can I get a taste? (Can I?)
Eat your p***y for lunch
And I'll shoot your boyfriend in the face (Hahaha)
Let's go Paris for the weekend
Darlin', I can keep a secret
Yo, I sipped lean last night, I couldn't sleep last night (Yeah)
Too much on my mind, I couldn't dream last night
I go Paris, I'ma need tonight
She a Capricorn, she's with me tonight
Girl, you're a bad habit, spend thousands and I don't panic (No)
Eat her p***y with no teeth, I leave no damage (Haha)
She just said, "Celiné me," she's dyin' for those CCs
Baby, f**k me like you need me (Ooh)
These n****s whippin' coke, but they're bad at it (Mm)
I just poured a four, I took a Xan with it (Mm, mm)
I throw you 50 bands, you keep it a secret (Woo, bitch, bitch)
Promise that you'll never ever tell
Where I'm leapin' (Bitches, bitches, bitches)
Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah)
And I'ma eat that p***y, I ain't borin', bitch, I ain't borin'
Chanel up on your feet and I adore it
And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich
Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry,
Yeah, ain't even sorry (Yeah, woo)
Yeah, whippin' in the kitchen like it's porridge (Yeah)
And I'ma eat that p***y, I ain't borin', bitch, I ain't borin'
Chanel up on your feet and I adore it
And I got you feelin' so important, feelin' so important (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until the mornin' (Yeah)
Whippin' at the coke until we all rich, all rich (Yeah)
Lamborghini Aventador or the Urus?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ain't even sorry, yeah, ain't even sorry