[Intro]
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
She feelin’ my vibe, say she love when I slide (Woo!)
City boy step in, drippin’, certified (Yeah, yeah)
Too fly, I can’t land, this a first-class ride (Skrrt, skrrt)
Said she never met a real one, baby, don’t lie (Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Shawty, she bad, she a ten-piece (Yeah)
Balenciaga with the Fenty (Woo!)
Wrist on froze, that’s a 10 key (Ice)
Pull up in a Lambo, don’t tempt me (Skrrt!)
Uh, city lights flash while we dance in the rain (Yeah)
Told her hop in, feel the breeze on the plane (Woo!)
She like how I talk, how I flex, how I reign (Yeah)
Young boss moves, I don’t move the same (Nah)

She wanna vibe, she wanna slide (Slide)
Said she never met a star this live (Live)
Shawty, you glow, you divine (Divine)
Took her to Paris, now she mine (Mine!)
Yeah, all these bands in my pocket (Woo!)
LV the duffle, no wallet (Nope)
She wanna ride like a rocket (Woo!)
Baby, don’t stop, baby don’t stop, let’s go all in, let’s lock in (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Rapper, lover (Ayy, woo!) rapper, lover (Woo!)
Rapper, lover (Yeah, woo!) rapper, lover (Woo!)
Rapper, lover (Ayy, woo!), rapper, lover (Woo!)
Rapper, lover (Ayy, woo!) rapper, lover (Woo!)

[Verse 2]
Pull up in the drop top, sun goin’ down (Woo!)
Penthouse views when we toast in the clouds (Yeah)
Burna vibes with a hint of the sound (Sound)
Makin’ money moves, got the city on loud (Skrrt!)
Uh, she know I’m the wave, can’t deny it (Nah)
Racks in my jeans, I will supply it (Woo!)
She want that Birkin, I will buy it (Uh)
Took her to La, now she wildin’ (Yeah)

From the Nawfside straight to the island (Woo!)
Told my bros we gon’ shine like diamonds (Yeah)
Came from the dirt, now we flyin’ (Ayy!)
Mama said, "Son, keep on grindin’" (Facts!)