[Intro]
Ayo, Vani!

[Chorus: Leesta]
Hop out the Bentley (Hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bentley (Hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bentley, I'm rockin' the Presi', I walk with a semi
Sayin' it's beef, we hop in it, deadly
Walk with the fetti, I'm walkin' with plenty

[Verse 1: Leesta]


[Chorus: Leesta & Xavier Weeks]
Hop out the Bentley (Hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bentley (Woah-woah-woah, hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yеah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bеntley, I'm rockin' the Presi', I walk with a semi
Sayin' it's beef, we hop in it, deadly
Walk with the fetti, I'm walkin' with plenty
Hop out the Bentley, I'm rockin' the Presi', I walk with a semi
Sayin' it's beef, we hop in it, deadly (Woo)
Walk with the fetti, I'm walkin' with plenty
[Verse 2: Xavier Weeks]
Hop out the Bentley, I'm countin' this fetti
I'm wit' a lil' bitch, and she hot and she ready
Five days, five nights, I ain't talkin' no Freddy
I'm countin' this fetti, I'm countin' it steady
I got me a Glock, but I know that it's heavy
I got me a Glock, but I know that it's heavy
My brother got Glocks, he got double Berettis
I hit that lil' ho, yeah
Told the bad bitch to come up front
Cause I know she got junk in the trunk
Gettin' high, I do what I want
I won't hear you talk, baby, just hush
They actin' so hard and tough, but baby I know these sides to push
Told that little baby I sit in the back, lil' baby I don't give no fucks
Go to Ramada, I'm rocking deisgner
I got me some money like [?] Madana
Up these drugs, I'm seeing new heights
Baby, she know I'm high as a kite
Fuck these feelings, I'm trying to catch flights
Get too drunk, might fuck me a dyke
Bring her freinds, out my life, shit, I don't give no fucks
I don't give no fucks about blogs or comments
I don't give no fucks about critics
I don't give no fucks about a motherfuckin'[?]
I don't give no fucks about no motherfuckin' listens
I don't give no fucks about that motherfuckin' drama
I don't give no fucks about your motherfuckin' mama
I ride high fast with the Vetements Bomber
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah