Man, them bitches rubbed out, I took the star route Why the fuck you calling this car cute? Urus black like me and this sexy, look like my twin flame, look at my whip game I don't even drink Pepsi, me, I can look and see them bitches do coke I'm up like 7, the bank transfer go through in seconds New smoke, new smoke I'm gonna get quicker, get them a doctor and a new coat I'm not even trying, I'm too cold Niggas see me and they do fold Too old, them bitches too old Hating on me 'cause I'm young and I'm lit 'Cause I'm turnt, I'm sexy and rich I ride around with a dry mouth, I never could be a lick Bricks Pop me an X and vibe out, I get to talking with lisp Finger right in her ass like a disc I recommend tools, I'm MVP, no assist My foot on the pedal, it's heavy, I'm hearing it hiss Backing the doctor, doubling 'scripts, I'm taking a risk Who's that? Who's that? Miss CC In the booth with Boat, bitches know I'm a goat, they all wanna be me Hit your body but it reeks and leaks like Nene They get you ticked off easy-peasy I like a bag of riri riri Certified set up like CD, smoking on shisha, feel like habibi If you taunt me, turn off the TV, all of the opps stink If they want smoke, get 'em gon' easy Fine shit said he wants to come London But this shit like a dungeon He heard it's just tea and crumpets I told him to stop the assumptions Fine style wanna come to Atlanta I told her leave her phone and cameras Got GCs going bananas We gon' leave this bitch as a dancer But I thought it was Magic City To the way how I put them dancing Man, I said I'm the best You know I was telling, not asking Ha, it's always me that's the last one laughing Advancing And that's why her man a fan, her man be glancing We get to the chicken But we don't fuck with Nando's 15 chilling in bandos, I was tryna lose my V to a rando My new bitch thick and Nigerian, shit, I can tell by her daddy's sandals My twin on the way, he a candle Three-piece santi, she go commando Who's that? Who's that? Miss CC In the booth with Boat, bitches know I'm a goat, they all wanna be me Hit your body, but it reeks and leaks like Nene They get you ticked off easy-peasy I like a bag of riri riri Certified set up like CD, smoking on shisha, feel like habibi If you taunt me, turn off the TV All of the opps stink, if they want smoke, get 'em gon' easy