X class beemer we ain’t riding no Uber

I’m w lil bro and I’m toting that tooly

Make a bitch sing, make a bitch drool

I’m touchin on racks yea I’m touchin on 2

Ain't slide with that bag i might fuck my own cool

Aye

Lil bitch think her name was Julia

Lying to say that I knew it was ya

Got a bad bitch dressed in that body (fuck)

Got a valentino bag on my shawty

Remember when we was too geeked in that party

Gotta white bitch and she finna give sloppy

Lying ass bitch and she waiting on top

She play with my racks we really on top

This Vivienne chain it’s wrapped round my throat

Like boy you so lame, where be yo bag?

I trap with the gang, boy we assemble

I’m dripping Celine, my body confetti

Nobody be touching me body on body

My money got money, my money got money

My bitch she got hunnids, my bitch she got hunnids

Im sleeping with dogs and I wake up blu hunnids

I’m sleeping with snakes and I wake up with nothing

I wake up get cake and I pop out w hunnids

Like pour me up drank watchu got in that cup

I stay with the gang ain't nobody can touch

Fell in luv with the racks ion fw no others

This bitch she can’t drag me this bitch she ain’t nothing

I smoke away money when im feeling you

I wake up get geeked and I pour me that deuce

You did me so bad, you did me so wrong

You did me like I ain’t seen a bitch do before…