Wimbledon

[Intro]
Huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Slidin' in that Audi, weavin' traffic, dodgin' feds (Huh)
Hundred thousand dollar tennis bracelet, Roger Fed (Huh)
Fully automatic, my lil' bro like, "Roger that" (Yeah)
Fully studded Skelly, can't even tell time of day
Dead faces, transactions, bag-chasin', madman
Rick Owens, fat laces, this shit cost a fat check
Bitch, not gon' whack nun', we gon' need a fact check
Junya denim, band stuffin', pockets gettin' fat shamed
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse]
Bitch gettin' tired of buddy, come take one ride in the Cullinan then
All different types of money, bluеs, reds, this here a colorful sprеad
We is not fighting for nothin', put him to bed, we get to tuckin' him in
I don't know when the time is right, I'm on the edge, I'm getting stuck in my head
I got an assignment for ya: mind yo' business, don't come 'round here again
That's a bad idea, big bro tuckin' a fat ass heater
I'm a bat outta hell, this right here is a fast two seater
It's a bag on me, big ol' pockets on fat, Madea
Too stuck in the past, for real, I don't know how to get back from here
Make some money, mink coat, look like I'm huntin' some
Glow in the dark, two-tone, cost like a hundred some'
He ain't makin' it far, just look at the score, I'm 'bout a hunnid up
It's, like, three in the morning, I gotta go, you makin' my stomach hurt

[Chorus]
Slidin' in that Audi, weavin' traffic, dodgin' feds (Huh)
Hundred thousand dollar tennis bracelet, Roger Fed (Huh)
Fully automatic, my lil' bro like, "Roger that" (Yeah)
Fully studded Skelly, can't even tell time of day
Dead faces, transactions, bag-chasin', madman
Rick Owens, fat laces, this shit cost a fat check
Bitch, not gon' whack nun', we gon' need a fact check
Junya denim, band stuffin', pockets gettin' fat shamed
Uh, uh, uh