[Intro]

Hahaha, hahah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

(Kenn double N's bitch)

[Chorus]

Ridin' through your hood in a motherfuckin' Maybach

If you want some money motherfucker, just say that

In and out of functions, 5K, I'll take that

I be with the bad bitches, you be where the jakes at

Pull up to the party five deep, I'm with bad bitches

Put me on the jet, these a type you never had

Whole team gettin' money, I could never be a sad bitch

I don't want the son, please, point me to the dad, bitch (Dad, bitch)

[Verse 1]

I want Chanel swag (I want Chanel swag)

Don't say Gabbana, Gucci, Boohoo, YSL bags (YSL bags)

Thesе bitches wanna fight, well, I'm catchin' flights

At first sight, her nigga likе

Bad bitch popped out at night

You a mad bitch who like to type

Nigga (Nigga), what is you doin'? (What is you doin'?)

Nigga (Nigga) how much you movin'? (How much you movin'?)

Keep me dipped in diamonds, baby, how we do it (How we do it)

And tell them hatin' ass hoes, they can move it (Oh, they can move it)

I don't kick it with these bitches, I just try to keep my distance

Get him for his money bitch, listen, Linda, listen

Loud on the 'Gram, but in person bitches whisperin'

Sexy problem child, all the niggas wanna lick me

[Chorus]

Ridin' through your hood in a motherfuckin' Maybach

If you want some money motherfucker, just say that

In and out of functions, 5K, I'll take that

I be with the bad bitches, you be where the jakes at

Pull up to the party five deep, I'm with bad bitches

Put me on the jet, these a type you never had

Whole team gettin' money, I could never be a sad bitch

I don't want the son, please, point me to the dad, bitch (Dad, bitch)

[Verse 2]

Bitch, I'm a problem (Bitch, I'm a problem)

None of these hoes could solve (Uh-huh)

When I'm with her nigga, he takin' me to the mall (Cha-ching)

Me kissin' him like the princess kissin' the frog

Don't know shit 'bout no sports but the best when it come to ball

I stay at his crib and I ain't talkin' 'bout no baby bed (No baby bed)

Bitch, I be with him give two fucks what his lady said (No fucks)

I'm runnin' laps around they lazy ass

I'm finna leave, where you goin' with yo crazy ass?

Sis', he give me Gucci and Prada

He give you oop and no dollar

Neck so cold like popped collar

What I do they gon' follow

I got the face of a model

And to be honest? Y'all borin' me

Be like, "Why Kenn ignorin' me?"

[Chorus]

Ridin' through your hood in a motherfuckin' Maybach

If you want some money motherfucker, just say that

In and out of functions, 5K, I'll take that

I be with the bad bitches, you be where the jakes at

Pull up to the party five deep, I'm with bad bitches

Put me on the jet, these a type you never had

Whole team gettin' money, I could never be a sad bitch

I don't want the son, please, point me to the dad, bitch (Dad, bitch)