[Verse 1]

Run up the bands fuck up a check

Cartier frames and they match with the fit

Always on go a hunnid percent

If your man wanna roll he gon hop in the Benz

He need a straw drink up the mess

Louis Vuitton designer my step

I turn him on with the flick of the wrist

The patek on ice I’m fresh out the fridge

I’m too lit saucy

Booty put him in a coffin

Drop it low and put it on him

Don’t get comfy I got options

My status poppin

Got too many hoes watching

Independent I’m a boss bitch

Check me out bitch I’m gorgeous

[Pre-Hook]

Big bands tell that hoe go head and buss it

Wrist blam yeah them diamonds going dummy

Ass fat you can look but please don’t touch it

I got big big plans everything I do exclusive

[Hook]

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

[Verse 2]

I told him eat up the cake

Like its a birthday bone appetite

Then he gone lick up the plate

Still on my worst day I’m having a feast

Look at my toes he like when they pretty

And matching up with my apparel

I put on my shades I don’t see the hate

Cause that shit ain’t good for my spirit

Don’t try to tell me a thing I do what I want

Cause I’m a shot caller

You play the game on the bench

Nothin but net swish I’m balling

He know I do it the best when I’m in the front

I’m not a costar

I’m in it you know Imma get it cause I gotta win

Bitch Imma go hard

[Pre-Hook]

Big bands tell that hoe go head and buss it

Wrist blam yeah them diamonds going dummy

Ass fat you can look but please don’t touch it

I got big big plans everything I do exclusive

[Hook]

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it

Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it