bel air

Pop two bars like I’m in Bel-Air
Poppin’ hella tags, feel like I’m a billionaire
Got TMZ on me
Yeah, your bitch a fan of me
Got blood on my sleeve
Let’s fly out to Belize
Got champagne on my lap
Doin’ snow angels in my racks

Feel so slutty like a zombie
Matching Trueys with Ed Hardy
Yeah, she fine, yeah, she loves me
C'mon Barbie, let’s go party
She told me, “Don’t worry”
Wanna get high and write a story

At the club
I’m so fucked up off the Cardi
At the chandeliers
Baby, I’m a reindeer
Yeah, she stylin’ me up
She’s a ballerina
Got drugs like a dealer
Promise I won’t steal her

Smokin’ Runtz like Rita
Kickin’ balls like FIFA
No, baby, I don’t need her
Print on me like a cheetah