| Yuh, la, la | 
| It’s just funny how I do you, ah-ah-ah | 
| Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah | 
| Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah | 
| Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe | 
| Woah, Demon Hellcat and I’m tearin' up the streets | 
| Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me | 
| Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me | 
| Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy | 
| Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats | 
| Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth | 
| Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea | 
| You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike’s | 
| I done left you for years, this shit still the same I see | 
| For now, I ain’t stanin' no Nike’s | 
| My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces | 
| Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up | 
| We get up, fuck her every fucking weekend | 
| Catch up, Calamari then I want a cougar | 
| Woah-woah, I’ma fuck her 'til she’s purple Hoover | 
| What up, you can’t waste none of my time bitch | 
| I’m up, I got way too many money | 
| I’m up, you can ask my Mommy | 
| Pourin' up this dundee | 
| Put a ring 'round your finger, charisma (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| I left twenty five thousand on your dresser (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| I told her ain’t this cool, on like Tesla (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| All my girlfriends are real done (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| I told 'em baby «don't waste my time"(oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| I put your ring on rocks (oh yeah, yeah, yeah) | 
| Woah, I told the bitch I want icy teeth | 
| Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe | 
| Woah, Demon Hellcat and I’m tearin' up the streets | 
| Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me | 
| Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me | 
| Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy | 
| Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats | 
| Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth | 
| Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea | 
| You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike’s | 
| I done left you for years, this shit still the same I see | 
| For now, I ain’t stanin' no Nike’s | 
| My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces | 
| Rag talk, oh yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh yeah | 
| Mad flossin', oh yeah, your nigga got mad sauce, oh yeah | 
| Spin the block, oh yeah, the kids are dodgin' shots, oh yeah | 
| Big dawg, oh yeah, but they won’t let me take a fall, oh yeah | 
| Gucci socks, oh yeah, Fendi watch, oh yeah | 
| Jimmy Choo heel its her birthday sendin' shots, oh yeah | 
| Shawty sayin' it’s her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh yeah | 
| Audemar, oh yeah, match the buss count, oh yeah | 
| Yuh, la, la | 
| It’s just funny how I do you, ah-ah-ah | 
| Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah | 
| Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah | 
| Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe | 
| Woah, Demon Hellcat and I’m tearin' up the streets | 
| Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me | 
| Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me | 
| Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy | 
| Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats | 
| Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth | 
| Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea | 
| You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike’s | 
| I done left you for years, this shit still the same I see | 
| For now, I ain’t stanin' no Nike’s | 
| My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces | 
| You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike’s | 
| I done left you for years, this shit still the same I see | 
| For now, I ain’t stanin' no Nike’s | 
| My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces |