Lyrics: J’Corey King/Elijah Zaire Smith/Connor Munz
Music: J’Corey King/Elijah Zaire Smith/Connor Munz
This shit— shit brazy
It's ØWAY or no way, it's YSL shit, you know? (Oh, oh yeah)
(What? Oh yeah) Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah (Ooh, woo)
She know that I can't wait to get in it (Get in it)
She got on Emilio Pucci, yeah, double C bag, she gon' get it (Gon' get it)
She got her own money, she Gucci, yeah, she know I won't let her spend it (Spend it)
Her body is straight out a movie, yeah, she know she worth the whole ticket (Whole ticket)
I told her she doin' what she doin' (She do it)
Shawty be workin' that body (Her body)
It's millions that I'm pursuin' (That I'm pursuin') and I can't let a **** nigga stop it (On God)
Whole lotta real nigga shit I been doin' (Been doin')
I see these **** niggas go and fake pop it (Fake pop it)
You not gon' step, what the **** is you doin'? (You doin')
My niggas step with this shit, boy, we mobbin' (We mobbin')
Tom Ford, my suit somethin' bougie, yeah, that boy cap, and we wine and dining
Whatever I gotta go do, gon' do it, yeah, I'm one of the ones, no denying
All these drugs that I been abusing, yeah, I'm ****ed up, I can't even deny it (Deny it)
And nah, I can't kick the cup, back on that lean, I think I need guidance (Okay)
It's a whole lot of shit I been doin', Chanel on her lil' pretty toes (Woo, come out)
My life, she tryna ruin, I don't know what to do with the rolls (Like, woah, pop out)
Just graduate college, she think that she grown (Pop out)
I done made a million off my talents, bitch, the labels is hittin' my phone
Just rocked out a show all in the building, now I got ten hoes hittin' my phone (Wow)
You done outdone yourself, lil' Pz', you mother****in' gone (I'm popped)
We popped in New York, spendin' my rent money on Comme des Garçons (Cha-ching, cha-ching)
Done upped the price on all these niggas
Lil' shawty a mother****in' freak (She a ho), she blowin' the dick like a saxophone (Brr, yeah, wow, woo, woo)
She know that I can't wait to get in it (Get in it)
She got on Emilio Pucci, yeah, double C bag, she gon' get it (Gon' get it)
She got her own money, she Gucci, yeah, she know I won't let her spend it (Spend it)
Her body is straight out a movie, yeah, she know she worth the whole ticket (Whole ticket)
I told her she doin' what she doin' (She do it)
Shawty be workin' that body (Movie, yeah, her body)
It's millions that I'm pursuin' (That I'm pursuin') and I can't let a **** nigga stop it (On God)
Whole lotta real nigga shit I been doin' (Been doin')
I see these **** niggas go and fake pop it (Fake pop it)
You not gon' step, what the **** is you doin'? (You doin')
My niggas step with this shit, we mobbin' (We mobbin')