Butterfly Doors

[Chorus]
Pull up in the Lambo with the butterfly doors
Gucci down to the socks ‘cept the white fazos
Riding round the city with the windows down
Blowing loud with the speakers blasting, yeah

And I been getting money all night, all day
Never give a fuck bout what these bitches gotta say
Nah, I'm just doin' me can't stop me now
Ballin' out 'til I'm in the casket, yeah

[Verse 1]
Lil shawty she be barred out off the xan
Brand new nails, chanel logo on the bag
Boujee ass bitch she knows and she ain't even mad
She gon' drop a couple bands then she flex it for the gram
Like it ain't nothin'

But we both know that that don't fill the hole in your heart
Still I do the same thing so it's not like I can talk
I just copped a new whip and you know it's push to start
Roll up on them hoes like wo-o-o-o-oah

Lil bitch we goin' up and you know we ain't finna slow down
These bitches used to hate me but all of my songs they know now
But they wasn't fuckin' with me at all when I was most down
That’s why the inside of my heart look like a motherfuckin’ ghost town

[Chorus]
Pull up in the Lambo with the butterfly doors
Gucci down to the socks ‘cept the white fazos
Ridin round the city with the windows down
Blowing loud with the speakers blasting, yeah

And I been getting money all night, all day
Never give a fuck bout what these bitches gotta say
Nah I'm just doin' me can't stop me now
Ballin' out 'til I'm in the casket, yeah

[Verse 2]
Go ahead and stay mad
With yo hatin’ ass
I'm focused on chasin' bags
I go where the money is
You should probably try that and
Get the fuck up off my dick
Y'all some fuckin' weirdos man
Worry bout your money and your health
Before you comin' at me
With all of this bullshit
Cause I do not need that
So I’ll just ignore it
And baby don't try me
Cause my heart the coldest
And bitch I stay grinding
I'm just tryna be noticed
Yeah yeah yeah

I just needed a moment to myself
To focus on my mental health
But now I'm back and I’m dripped down
Amiri jeans and a motherfuckin' louis belt

[Chorus]
Pull up in the Lambo with the butterfly doors
Gucci down to the socks ‘cept the white fazos
Ridin round the city with the windows down
Blowing loud with the speakers blasting, yeah

And I been getting money all night, all day
Never give a fuck bout what these bitches gotta say
Nah, I'm just doin' me can't stop me now
Ballin' out 'til I'm in the casket, yeah