[Intro: Mitchel Cave]

Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling (Ooh)

Yeah (Ooh, oh)

Yeah (Woah)

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Mitchel Cave]

Cuban link, diamond cross

I got a Spanish chiquita

"No habla inglés," not at all, no

Cut up three lines like Adidas

She clean that shit up with her nose

And I got a kilo, no Kilimanjaro

Baby, just a mountain of coke

[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]

Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari

Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner

Then she bent it for me sideways, ah

I might have to fuck her on the highway

Yeah, ooh, woah

Ooh, mami, I got blue molly

I throw Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami

Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, yeah

I might say I love her, but I'm liking

Yeah-ah, yeah, woah

[Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave]

Oh no, no, no, oh

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Christian Anthony]

Mamacita, I can see the Devil in your eyes

Muy bonita, tú quieres estar by my side

She might make me stay in for the night

For the night, oh-oh-oh

Call Maria, let's get drunk

I haven't been out for a month

Got a two-liter in the back

And another bottle in the trunk

Colombian gold in the front seat

The foreign girls showin' me love

Tellin' your friends that you hate me

But I know you can't get enough

[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]

Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari

Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner

Now, now bend it for me sideways, ah

I might have to fuck her on the highway (Ooh, ooh)

Yeah, yeah, woah

[Verse 3: Mitchel Cave]

Ooh, oh my

I don't wanna take this call

I'm too high, red eyes

She might even take the fall if I ask her

Baby, pop it backwards

Actin' extra, but she never been an actress, yeah

Ah shit

Oh yeah, yeah, woah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah

Oh shit

[Bridge: Mitchel Cave]

I said, I said, "Ooh mami, this a new 'Rari"

Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, I don't need no stylist

All of my dogs, they be wildn'

[Verse 4: Mitchel Cave]

Shit

Fuck a double date (Shit)

Double-down on everything I say (Shit)

You can bring your friend, but she don't get to stay (Hey)

Guarantee she end up leavin' anyway

Never play, dog, watch out (Watch out)

Dark flames when my doors swing out (Swing out)

Switch lanes on a one-way route

Switchblade make your blood pour out

Make it rain in a drought

Hop in, hop out

Motherfucker, get down when I say, "Down"

Brown duffle bag, I fill it up with thirty clip rounds

Drop shit, pop wheelies, fuck a breakdown

I don't give a—

Bitch, I'ma slide either way

Please do not try me today

I seen the static from a mile away

She wanna fuck me, okay

She wanna know how it tastes

[Outro: Mitchel Cave]

Yeah, yeah

Fuck all that talkin', I'm restless

Yeah

I pray that I don't get arrested

Pray that you wake up for breakfast

Pray that she wake up for breakfast