作词 : KIRSNICK KHARI BALL/Quavious Keyate Marshall

作曲 : KIRSNICK KHARI BALL/Quavious Keyate Marshall

Durel made the beat, I'ma rock with it

DJ Durel

**** my lil' money, I want her lil' mouth

Skeet on her, catching 'em out (Skeet on her)

**** that lil' shit that you talking bout' (Huh)

My wrist worth a Bentley Bentayga now (Skrrt)

**** that lil' bitch, we gon' take her down (Smash)

Ice on her wrist, kiss her finger now (Ice)

Pink double cup with the pinky out (Double cup)

Blue Benjis long like a slinky now

Locking in, you know the gang, we locking in (Locking in)

Hustling, yeah, stuff your pockets in (Hustling)

Jet with no passengers flying in (Gone)

Yeah, yeah, popping shit (Popping shit)

Lil' bro ain't gon' play when he popping it (Rahh)

Ain't nothing to say, no apologies (No)

Get back to the trap on thе wireless (Brrt, brrt)

Blessing thе city (City)

We going vacuum seal when we finish

You know the players like the Redskins (Skins)

I'm talking all clean, blue benjis

You know I told your bitch if I'ma I spin it (Spin it)

She gotta drop her top and show her tiddies

I got the 30 on me when I hit it (Hit it)

I got the 10 and 3, I told 'em split it

42 with a little X, she gon' mix it (Woo)

It's ice on both players, put 'em up, don't violence (Freeze)

Fire, (Brrt) and start hearing the sirens (Whoo, whoo)

They wanna go viral (You want to)

Hop in my coupe, drop the top of my roof

Pull off and skirt my tires (Skkrt, yeah)

Bad bitches be hotter

Walk in the spot and we finna surprise 'em ([?])

**** my lil' money, I want her lil' mouth

Skeet on her, catching 'em out (Skeet on her)

**** that lil' shit that you talking bout' (Huh)

My wrist worth a Bentley Bentayga now (Skrrt)

**** that lil' bitch, we gon' take her down (Smash)

Ice on her wrist, kiss her finger now (Ice)

Pink double cup with the pinky out (Double cup)

Blue Benjis long like a slinky now

Locking in, you know the gang, we locking in (Locking in)

Hustling, yeah, stuff your pockets in (Hustling)

Jet with no passengers flying in (Gone)

Yeah, yeah, popping shit (Popping shit)

Lil' bro ain't gon' play when he popping it (Rahh)

Ain't nothing to say, no apologies (No)

Get back to the trap on the wireless (Brrt, brrt, set)

Locking the bando on me

Never water the baking soda then I whip till' it's harder

I popped out the crib with your lil' bitty daughter

I ****ed her and put that lil' ho in a [?]

The Bentley, the 'Rari, I **** with the bands

I parked the Rolls car then hopped in a Sedan

I just had got that bitch from my mans, so I was ****ing that ho with my chain in my hand

All gold rollie with a off-white tan

My son got a Saint Laurent ring on his hand

I just copped some molly, was looking like sand

Shittin' on niggas, [?] shit stains

I kick my shit, like Jackie Chan

Peanut butter wrist, **** a nigga saying?

Take it off his wrist, serve a nigga strands

Look at my neck and my wrist, from 'Pan

Big face Patek with a chocolate band

Look at my wrist, don't take no dance (Take no dance)

Fly the aircraft, 500 on land (Land)

New age flex, 200 on Sedan (200)

35 hundred on blue jean pants (Yeah, suede)

Yeah, chrome heart brand (Chrome)

Throw the money up, barely pop another band (Pop another tag)

Bitch pussy popping on the stand (Woah)

We running like green light, all of 'em getting ran (Skkr)

Pretty bitches on D, and all of 'em getting ran

**** all the police, free my dawg out the can

Whip top of the V, double cup in my hand

Big Dior, I P drip in Louis V Vans (Skkr)

Looking at me like she want a advance (Woah)

I'm take one more pill and the rest in my hand

Wunna, yeah, might cost you a arm and a leg

**** my lil' money, I want her lil' mouth

Skeet on her, catching 'em out (Skeet on her)

**** that lil' shit that you talking bout' (Huh)

My wrist worth a Bentley Bentayga now (Skrrt)

**** that lil' bitch, we gon' take her down (Smash)

Ice on her wrist, kiss her finger now (Ice)

Pink double cup with the pinky out (Double cup)

Blue Benjis long like a slinky now

Locking in, you know the gang, we locking in (Locking in)

Hustling, yeah, stuff your pockets in (Hustling)

Jet with no passengers flying in (Gone)

Yeah, yeah, popping shit (Popping shit)

Lil' bro ain't gon' play when he popping it (Rahh)

Ain't nothing to say, no apologies (No)

Get back to the trap on the wireless (Brrt, brrt)