[Intro]

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

Yeah

Nigga please

Nigga please

Yeah

[Verse]

It’s the one I’m Beatrice drunk your deal in a week (In a week)

Fat engine in the Jeep hear this bitch from down the street (Down the street)

Rock thousand dollar jeans twenty dollar white tee

Ten milly with a gee nigga it ain’t nothing sweet

You tell that bitch “Good morning queen” she ain’t nun but a freak

Dark Cartiers on my face I’m in this motha fucka geeked

I’m with blitz I’m with queens bust a pint and I get skied might be with [?] might be with ruga somewhere drenching in the P’s

They say “Papi, you a Muslim how you drench in Christian D” (Christian D)

You know I do what I do I tell a bitch to mind they be

That nigga played and got [?] nigga that’s just how it be (Be)

Call her the braid forth and sixty bitch that mean we going deep (We going deep)

Nigga I’m a Louis Vuitton crusher I feel like I’m skate p

Real dope boy I might mix Amiri with Celine

She said “You, ain’t got chrome glasses told that bitch nah that ain’t me”

Cartiers on my face bitch I know you see the C Somewhere in kitchen getting money that’s where

I need to be

Told you I could get us to the finals all I did was shoot a three [?]

[?] get my finals I got niggas know my shit word for word [?]

I ain’t gotta never rap in front of the microphone forever ima eat

I pop a Percocet my bitch in there keep begging me to come and sleep

Nigga got a fifteen thousand dollar Rollie spend twice that on my teeth (My teeth)

I got a six then I dropped a six in my tea (In my tea)

I pop a perk then another perk can’t feel my knees (My knees)

I drop the top time to grip the Glock then I squeeze

He heard the shot bitch ran out his socks you should’ve seen him

They like “Papi, why you tweaking?” nigga disappeared Houdini

Ain’t got no car that nigga tweaking we put that nigga up like [?]

Drive the car like Need for Speed bitch I got somewhere to be

I look outside I heard the beep I up the Drake then do a sweep

I’m overly drenching looking sweet I’m toting dog it’s me and sweet

Shut the fuck up let me be let it cool down let it breathe

You ain’t see this shit with your own eyes it’ll be hard for you to believe

When that bitch gave me brain she do her thing she got [?]

That nigga broker then a bitch better stay far the fuck from me

She say “you’re, words slurry you sound like yo ass from Baltimore to me”

Call Izzy with a sixty told the boy to Audemar me please

Want me say holy, Lordy faucet water, on me I’m to ski (Damn)

My lil’ shorty on me holy ho’ don’t argue with me please

Ain’t got no passport make sure I foreign all the V’s

Nigga all these god damn keys I want my motha fucking cheese

Drop the top feel the breeze make it dance like Chris breeze

Project bitch say her name Bri [?] once don’t wanna leave

Call the junior man please I need more then a three

Walked in this bitch like Yung Gleesh plus I’m running out of lean

Drench my bitch down in Celine she say “Papi, don’t ever leave”

High as a bitch I smell like cream she wanna get a dose of me

This bitch stay off a dose of E shit bitch please

[Outro]

I’m like please (Please)

Serve me some lean (Some lean)

Yeah nigga

I’m like please (Please)

Serve me some lean (Some lean)

Yeah

Nigga please (Nigga please)

I sold [?]

Yeah

Nigga please (Nigga please)

Nigga serve me some lean (Some lean)

Yeah

Nigga please

What’s goin on here why is everything chrome