[Intro: Rx Papi & DJ Holiday]

(Hey, uh, what's going on here? Why is everything chrome?)

(Holiday Season, nigga)

Damn, damn

Damn

[Verse]

That nigga ain’t buy you shit bitch I know you stressing

Broke ass nigga don’t wan’ throw no money get yo’ ass out the section

I pull up C8 engine revving I pop my shit they say the Raven

I’m driving the car like I’m Andretti that bitch a squirter shit get messy

For my shirt bitch I’m to sexy bitch been in lust since the day she meet me

Drop a six inside a Pepsi she dropped a six she got her beast did

Bitch can’t keep her hands off me Papi got the bands on him

Shit cool until you rocking a shirt with ya’ man on it

Bust the plastic put my hands on it bitch keep tellin’ me I’m [?]

Crack the blender let the dog breathe I’m high as fuck like where my car keys

Dumped a four with Baby D she jump out sliver surfer Beamer

Mommy bitch say her name Selena ghetto thick bitch want tequila

Fake hairstylist boujee bitch think she the shit she drive a Kia

Ion’ give a fuck how fine you is bitch you still a eater

Lace front lifting up BBL stiff as fuck

You the type of bitch to hit the doctors so he can fix ya’ butt

Ball talk crazy when he poppin’ it we gon’ zip em’ up

Paramedics on the scene when they rocked him gotta lift em’ up