[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Hol' up, hey
L-L-Let's go

[Chorus]
Hot pink 10, I might throw up (Huh)
[?]
Hop in that Scat, do donuts (Yeah)
[?]
I just did the lean, we pour a four up
Drug, lil' bitch, do it over and over
Get a bag 'fore a n***a show up (Hell yeah)
Keep her mouth close, bitch bendin' over (Ayy)
C-C-Can't fuck that bitch, I ain't into that (Yeah)
She fuck with me, 'cause my intellect (Hey)
Cut my ex off, 'cause I know better than that (Yeah)
I just went Louis V' leather man
Put the grass in my blunt, let it settle in
She can't name no n***a that's better than me
Got artillery like a veteran
Told her, "Watch your step, 'cause these Margiela's ain't cheap" (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I treat that ho like she a real one (Yeah)
How she ain't goin'? 'Cause nobody's gon' feel sum' (Yeah)
Up early mornin', y-y-you made yo own bed
Drugs for my whole head
I'm losin' focus
[Bridge]
Yeah (Skrrt)
Yeah (Turn up, turn up)
Yeah, yeah
C'mon

[Verse 2]
E-E-Ever since that I went gold (Huh)
She want me to swim in her ocean
Hop in that Lambo', go ghost
[?]
Lil' n***a try jack my flow
VS1 diamond, my face, what you on?
Hitting up Neiman's for new Saint Laurent
Might fuck the lil' bitch, then I'm bringin' her home
Ain't about money, don't pick up the phone (C'mon)
Rap ass n***as some clones
Fuck that bitch, I'm still crossin' her, owing her Chrome
I been investin' in shit, put you on
And I'm back in that mode, puttin' heart in my songs
I done got rich, it ain't take very long
Money goin' up fast, that my new favorite joke
That bitch a shorty, I pass her to Chomp
I'm totin' .40, my cup Rick and Morty
I said she could pull up, but ho, not for long
I just put in new order, it keep shit in order
I make sure that all of my hoes get along
Bitch, I'm gettin' older, r-r-racks gettin' older
I guess we really got somethin' in common
M-M-Might pour a six, right in my soda
Pour up my name, 'cause I'm really on timin'
[Chorus]
Hot pink 10, I might throw up (Huh)
[?]
H-H-Hop in that Scat, do donuts (Yeah)
[?]
I just did the lean, we pour a four up
Drug, lil' bitch, do it over and over
Get a bag 'fore a n***a show up (Hell yeah)
Keep her mouth close, bitch bendin' over (Ayy)
Can't fuck that bitch, I ain't into that (Yeah)
She fuck with me, 'cause my interlink (Hey)
Cut my ex off, 'cause I know better than that (Yeah)
I just went Louis V' leather man
Put the grass in my blunt, let it settle in
She can't name no n***a that's better than me
Got artillery like a veteran
Told her, "Watch your step, 'cause these Margiela's ain't cheap"

[Outro]
Huh, huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh