[Produced by Cocaine 808s]

[Verse 1: So, SUPREME]

1-8-7, give a ho a headache

Donald Trump shit bitch, we out here wellin'

Tote a mac 11 even when its after 7

Bought a cigarillo, but they know me so I got to heaven

And I told my fellas, yo wassup nigga, uh, ok

Oh (x2) ok now my status reads aristocrat

I got ice all over my wrist and crap

Money come money go honey kiss my ass

Pull up to the scene like a movie cast

Then I hop out the hooptie bitch I'm bad

Disappear from the scene where your lady at?

Then I come out of nowhere like a PornHub Ad

Yeah (x2) I know I kinda had to get dirty

Bitch I put on for my city like a motherfucking jersey

We just live to love to lust, baby I just wanna fuck

Sike nah who cares I don't wanna get a nut, but

I've been staying up lately and it feels like its been paying off

Bitch I'm on my job, you got laid off

It ain't Ralph doe, nah this shit Lacoste

Give me Franklin and Hamilton and there go the cost

And I ain't really gave a fuck I'm just all about my mine

She wanna get in my genes I ain't talking science

I said baby you should come through for the night

Cus all i want is a peek at you, and tonight she'll be pokemons

So drop the ball motherfucker its crunch time