X class beemer we ain’t riding no Uber
I’m w lil bro and I’m toting that tooly
Make a bitch sing, make a bitch drool
I’m touchin on racks yea I’m touchin on 2
Ain't slide with that bag i might fuck my own cool
Aye
Lil bitch think her name was Julia
Lying to say that I knew it was ya
Got a bad bitch dressed in that body (fuck)
Got a valentino bag on my shawty
Remember when we was too geeked in that party
Gotta white bitch and she finna give sloppy
Lying ass bitch and she waiting on top
She play with my racks we really on top
This Vivienne chain it’s wrapped round my throat
Like boy you so lame, where be yo bag?
I trap with the gang, boy we assemble
I’m dripping Celine, my body confetti
Nobody be touching me body on body
My money got money, my money got money
My bitch she got hunnids, my bitch she got hunnids
Im sleeping with dogs and I wake up blu hunnids
I’m sleeping with snakes and I wake up with nothing
I wake up get cake and I pop out w hunnids
Like pour me up drank watchu got in that cup
I stay with the gang ain't nobody can touch
Fell in luv with the racks ion fw no others
This bitch she can’t drag me this bitch she ain’t nothing
I smoke away money when im feeling you
I wake up get geeked and I pour me that deuce
You did me so bad, you did me so wrong
You did me like I ain’t seen a bitch do before…