[Intro]
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
B-B-Balenciaga, mix that shit with Prada
Fuck-n***a, you don't want no smoke
You don't really want no problem
But this ain't no fuckin' math class
I don't really think you will solve this
Look at my bitch, yeah, she bad, bad
Laugh to the bank, yeah, I'm countin' cash, cash
I'm gon' pop that boy, we gon' pop that boy (Pop)
I'm rockin' designer, my swag, yeah
I got the mo'fuckin' hunnids on me
They stuffin' my pants, I'm startin' to sag

[Verse]
I hop out, lil' n***a, got nothin' on me
The fuck-n***a, think that he got a bag
Lil' boy, stop, stop all that shit, yeah
[?] pot, you goin' out sad
We in the club, turnin' up shit
Pull up like Jason, put on a mask
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull in the whip, I'm pushin' it fast, yeah, yeah
Bottega Venetta on me, bitch, I mix some Balenci' (Balenci', yeah)
S-she tryna see, I pop pills and take off some Henny
I-I-I got the feelin' you not 'bout shit
We in the club, poppin' that shit, poppin' 'em tags
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Patek on my wrist
Yeah, yeah, Patek on my wrist
Yeah, yeah, Patek on my wrist, yeah
Yeah, [?], I'm an addict for that shit
Yeah, it's [?] not passin' that shit
Put this on my aunt, lil' bitch, yeah, yeah, I ain't ask for this shit
Yeah, m-m-money on my mind (On my mind)
Go-gotta get to the guap, ain't no time, uh, yeah
Bitch, it's not fair, not fair, get in line (Get in line)
You can keep me in the sheet, but you'll see with yo' eyes
Yeah, and we hittin' up Pedro, (O), for them XO's (X)
On the Molly, with the lil' ho, we vibin'
In silence, we movin' in silence, yeah
Look at my fit, yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm the flyest
[Chorus]
B-B-Balenciaga, mix that shit with Prada
Fuck-n***a, you don't want no smoke
You don't really want no problem
But this ain't no fuckin' math class
I don't really think you will solve this
Look at my bitch, yeah, she bad, bad
Laugh to the bank, yeah, I'm countin' cash, cash
I'm gon' pop that boy, we gon' pop that boy (Pop)
I'm rockin' designer, my swag, yeah
I got the mo'fuckin' hunnids on me
They stuffin' my pants, I'm startin' to sag