[Chorus]

She wanna' keep me up

Ten bands in my Robins

I think it's heatin' up

Ten bands in my Robin Jeans (Tshew)

If it's money, then it's what it seems (Tshew)

I just took her, and I made her cream

Lay low, stank ho'

It ain't what it seems

Say, ho', this Range Rov'

It ain't what it seems

Clayco, Barbados

Blow like Claymore

Ayy, ho', say, ho'

I don't want you anymore

[Verse]

Racks came in, you can fact check it

I get money galore

[?] when I'm in that Beam', it sound like Forza

Lab trainin', he's a lab nigga

I'ma need four of them

Back achin', say I'm diggin' in her

I'ma need more of her

Take her to Florida

Or let's go to Georgia

I don't wan' war with her

Know she want some [?] or some'

In the 'Cedes, I'm floorin' hеr

Do this ho' think I'm goin' or some'?

I be out like keep goin' or-

Thеy like "Will you keep goin' or some'?"

[Chorus]

She wanna' keep me up

Ten bands in my Robins

Say she think it's heatin' up

Ten bands in my Robin Jeans (Tshew)

If it's money, then it's what it seems (Tshew)

I just took her, and I made her cream

Lay low, stank ho'

It ain't what it seems

Say, ho', this Range Rov'

It ain't what it seems

Clayco, Barbados

Blow like Claymore

Ayy, ho', say, ho'

I don't want you anymore