[Chorus]

In my pocket white bands and blue faces

You upset

Why you making blue faces?

Diamonds cut crystal clear

White like racists

AF1's wit the Burberry laces

In my pocket white bands and blue faces

You upset

Why you making blue faces?

Diamonds cut crystal clear

White like racists

AF1's wit the Burberry laces

[Verse]

In my pants dead faces and blue strips

I Dior her

One day we'll take big trips

Flights to Cuba

I swear Imma make it

Disappointment

I know I can't face it

No carti

The bank Imma break it

Yeah fetish for cheese

Cuz money rules me

Old friends changing face

That's the price of greed

My heart and my soul

That's the price for me

She want red bottoms

Put them on her feet

Told her bout the figure I seen in my dreams

Cold white hands reaching out for me

Been there for 3 days

He lurking in my sleep

I know he hunting

And searching for me

I'm tryna lay low

And be discreet

Time running out

Gets harder to breathe

Walls closing in

I can't even see

[Chorus]

In my pocket white bands and blue faces

You upset

Why you making blue faces?

Diamonds cut crystal clear

White like racists

AF1's wit the Burberry laces

In my pocket white bands and blue faces

You upset

Why you making blue faces?

Diamonds cut crystal clear

White like racists

AF1's wit the Burberry laces

[Verse]

Bad lil bitch

Wit her hands on my bag

Thinking she slick

Cut off like a tag

Brand new hoe got some white toes

We gon spark his ass up like a light pole

Salad fingers my pockets romaine

Break her back in

I'm moving like Bane

He tryna save hoes what a shame

Don't need friends

I got cheese round my name

[Chorus]

In my pocket white bands and blue faces

You upset

Why you making blue faces?

Diamonds cut crystal clear

White like racists

AF1's wit the Burberry laces

In my pocket white bands and blue faces

You upset

Why you making blue faces?

Diamonds cut crystal clear

White like racists

AF1's wit the Burberry laces

Yeah