[Intro]
(I'm in this bitch with Clayco)
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'm in this bitch working and it's late night
Early morning, gotta catch my flight
Badass bitch told me I don't play nice
And I'm like, "Damn, ho, you might be right"
I'm rocking waxed denims and they tight
Yeah, I keep some racks in 'em real nice
Yeah, me and my bitch eat sushi and rice
Yeah, he a lil' bitch n***a, call him dyke

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this a money fight, n***a, spend that shit on sight
I'm rocking hightop YSL designer
They like, "What's that smell?" Young n***a, exotic
And I like that shit, young n***a, I bought it
And I like that bitch, might buy her
And I stack it up, count it up, thinking 'bout diamonds
Oh, you high? Well, lil' bitch, I get higher
Yeah, think you fly, well, lil' n***a, I'm flyer
And these hoes know my namе like that bitch on a flyer
X, roll like a tirе
Bad bitch fuck me 'til she tired
Damn, he not having racks, he a liar
I'm a young boss and these fuck n***as fired
Yeah, all-black fit, that's the perfect attire
I'm in a Rick Owens fit while I'm swerving these tires
Like I'm straight out of hell, a young n***a on fire
Real young n***a, I'm if lying, I'm flying
Damn, ain't no way I'm even trying
Doors go up, but I'm not suicidal (No)
[Interlude]
(Yeah, yeah, doors)
Rockstar life, n***a, Miley Cyrus
Yeah, Miley Cyrus (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm in this bitch working and it's late night
Early morning, gotta catch my flight
Badass bitch told me I don't play nice
And I'm like, "Damn, ho, you might be right"
I'm rocking waxed denims and they tight
Yeah, I keep some racks in 'em real nice
Yeah, me and my bitch eat sushi and rice
Yeah, he a lil' bitch n***a, call him dyke

[Verse 2]
Rockstar life, n***a, Miley Cyrus
I keep it cool, n***a, like an island
I'm rocking earftones, n***a, sandman
I bust one jugg, n***a, ten bands
Looking for my heart, baby, like the Tin Man
I'm smoking dope while I watch the sunset
Overseas drip, n***a, PPFM
"This shit turnt, n***a", that's what she said
"This shit lit, n***a", that's what she said
Yeah, I'm smoking exotic while this bit' give me head
Yeah, my brother, he bleed red
Yeah, I ain't got no time to talk to these folks 'cause I'm chasing this bread
Yeah, and it ain’t take time to get this fly, lil' bitch, we been fresh
Man, I fuck on that bitch, call her best friend
[Chorus]
I'm in this bitch working and it's late night
Early morning, gotta catch my flight
Badass bitch told me I don't play nice
And I'm like, "Damn, ho, you might be right"
I'm rocking waxed denims and they tight
Yeah, I keep some racks in 'em real nice
Yeah, me and my bitch eat sushi and rice
Yeah, he a lil' bitch n***a, call him dyke

[Outro]
He a lil' bitch n***a, call him dyke, dawg, oh yeah
Rockstar life, Miley Cyrus
Yeah
(I'm in this bitch with Clayco)