作词 : Dominique Jones/Ryan Hartlove/Leon Lightfoot III/Henri Velasco

作曲 : Dominique Jones/Ryan Hartlove/Leon Lightfoot III/Henri Velasco

My favorite bitch just cut me off

And she won’t even let me know the reason

It’s probably one of her lil messy hatin’ ass friends being evil

Ain’t stressin bout it

She’ll come around

When she wanna eat it up

Slow stroke

Fast stroke

Grind in it

I’m a real pleaser

60 hoes

In New York having dinner

Bottega send it to me

As soon as they get it

I put Maybach seats in the sprinter

Make sure everybody sit comfortable

You gotta really pay attention

I’m not mumblin’

She tryna have a good time

She wanna come with us

They know we cant be fxxked with Nann one of us

It’s done been some times I slipped

I’m not falling

Brabus baby blue

The inside too

I’m feeling like a kid again

They thought I got lucky

Last time

Fxxk it

I’m back on that shit again

Her last bag was a crocodile Kelly

Got it chocolate

To match her skin

I just gave bruh 100 pounds of Wham

Told him tell the city it's in

Majority of the time

I “hin and “bye” these n*****

Tain't with all that locking in shit

Money over everything

Try to stop it

You get popped right then and there

Message thread full of “where you at’s” and “oull up on me’s”

Bunch of “whens and where’s”

Youngins out here wildin’

With no guidance

All they care about is who they kill

I was tryna keep that shit in order

It got harder

Cuz I’m never there

It’s a better life out here

I Promise, brodie

Imma keep it in they ear

I know how it feel to spin a opp

But it feel way better to count a million

I come from the bottom of the bottom

I shot right up through the fxxking ceiling

Heyyyy

Everybody lit

Can’t put our fire out

Heyyyy

Soon as it pop

Bro, pull that fire out

Heyyyy

This her first time coming to my house

Heyyyy

Better go hard girl

This yo tryouts

Heyyy

Everybody lit

Can’t put our fire out

Heyyyy

Soon as it pop

Bro, pull that fire out

Неуууу

This her first time coming to my house

Heyyyy

Better go hard girl

This yo tryouts

Stay down

Hustle hard

Until you come up

Take sum

Only when you need it

You won’t make it far being greedy

My grandma taught me how to be a leader

If we fly commercial

We got greeters

They just know that we important people

They see how we coming

Think we ghetto

Until they children

Tell ‘em I’m the hero

Flight attendant say I look familiar

Crack a smile

Tell her “It’s a small world”

Oh that’s yo b**ch

That’s my hoe too

We gone share her

Call her “our girl”

Real street music

I ran that field

If you can hit that

Then she ain’t my girl

Get yo lick back

Come step in my world

2 bitches

On the same itinerary

The same flight

Same hotel

They don’t even know each other yet

One of em don’t say nun

The other askin’ do we go together yet

Young turnt n**** ain’t no holding back

This a Brabus bro

Not a regular wagon

I don’t kiss and tell lain’t into that

I don’t think I met a n**** colder yet (like)

Heyyyy

Everybody lit

Can’t put our fire out

Неуууу

Soon as it pop

Bro, pull that fire out

Heyyyy

This her first time coming to my house

Heyyyy

Better go hard girl

This yo tryouts

Неууyy

Everybody lit

Can’t put our fire out

Heyyyy

Soon as it pop

Bro, pull that fire out

Heyyyy

This her first time coming to my house

Heyyyy

Better go hard girl

This yo tryou