“Met Gala” was recorded on April 21st, 2023 in a private studio house in Los Angeles' Hollywood Hills. “Met Gala” lyrics were co-written by Pyrex and Hendrix Smoke. The song features production from Hendrix Smoke and I Project with additional production from Car!ton on the outro of the record.
[Chorus]
I got racks and they get tossed just like Serena
I'm in the latest, ho, checkin' my demeanor
Bad bitch went on the run, have you seen her?
Now I'm fuckin' this bad vibe, look like Selena
Met Gala, I was drippin' Valentino
Sippin' codeine, I ain't got no one to lean on (Uh)
I just keep it pimpin', Ike and Tina
Uh, I was in the trenches when I re'd up
[Verse 1]
I've been fightin' all my demons, yeah, my head strong
Tryna play me like a fool, know you dead wrong
Ain't no feelings, my body on them meds, huh
All this pain in my body, grab the headphones
Hood baby, I just came up out the ghetto
Miss my brother down the road, he got death row
Fuck these thotties, I got caught up with a redbone
Different color, diamonds shinin', look at these blue stones
Cruisin' on a yacht in all Marino (Uh)
Smokin Ubé, got me stupid, this that pheno (This that pheno)
G gone set the diamonds got her fiendin' (Got her fiendin')
Shawty made a purchase, I'm the reason (I'm the reason)
Uh, hangin' with the stars, I've been dreamin' (I've been dreamin')
Hmm, came up from the gutter, I was schemin' (I was schemin')
Uh, different color bags, different season (Different seasons)
Ayy, shawty show her flag, I bet I'm leavin' (Leavin')
[Chorus]
I got racks and they get tossed just like Serena
I'm in the latest, ho, checkin' my demeanor
Bad bitch went on the run, have you seen her?
Now I'm fuckin' this bad vibe, look like Selena
Met Gala, I was drippin' Valentino
Sippin' codeine, I ain't got no one to lean on (Uh)
I just keep it pimpin', Ike and Tina
Uh, I was in the trenches when I re'd up
[Verse 2]
Throwin' Ls, bae, thuggin' with my feet up (Yeah)
Shawty on her knees, beggin' not to leave her (Oh, woah)
Bitch been on the run, fuck it, I ain't seen her (Woah)
Show me royalty, lil' baby, help me clean up (Woah)
I'm in the drop top, the sunroof got an attitude (Woah)
Baby, fuck me with some passion like I'm mad at you (Like I'm mad at you)
She on all fours, tryna show me gratitude
Bitch, I'm goin' up, tell 'em check the latitude (Oh)
FN fucked 'em up and they wan' check the splatter, woah (The splatter)
I'm the trendin' topic, Rex be startin' chatter, woah (Topic)
Whiteboy get the table, I might get the ladder, bro (Woah, woah, woah)
Roddy startin' havoc, Chaz gon' make 'em panic, woah (Woah)
[Chorus]
I got racks and they get tossed just like Serena
I'm in the latest, ho, checkin' my demeanor
Bad bitch went on the run, have you seen her?
Now I'm fuckin' this bad vibe, look like Selena
Met Gala, I was drippin' Valentino
Sippin' codeine, I ain't got no one to lean on (Uh)
I just keep it pimpin', Ike and Tina
Uh, I was in the trenches when I re'd up
[Outro]
Are you fucking serious right now?
Eighty-eight messages later and you still haven't hit my line
Like, are you fucking avoiding me?
What the fuck do I have to do to get your attention?
I miss you and you don't even care
Like, just answer the fucking phone
You know what? You probably never cared
Fuck you, Pyrex
Met Gala was written by Pyrex & Hendrix Smoke.
Met Gala was produced by Hendrix Smoke & I Project & Car!ton.