Cause I look like bae yeah
I got like racks on my soles
And all that paper is the number one source (Ooh yeah)
And all them baby
Lookin’ like they wanna be my hoe
But I can’t talk to them cause they wanna expose (Shh)
Cause I look like bae yeah
I got like racks on my soles (Yeah yeah)
And all that paper is the number one source (Yeah, it’s the number one source)
And all them baby
Lookin’ like they wanna be my hoe
But I can’t talk to them cause they wanna expose, aye yeah (No woah)

Baby you bad to the bone, yeah
Constantly checking my phone, yeah
Baby I think I adore ya (Adore ya)
I’m in that box like pandora (Yeah)
Baby I wanna explore ya
They mad wanna make me a corpse, yeah
I’m on they head like fedora (Ooh)
Trust me, you don’t wanna war yeah (No way)
I promise I’m droppin’ the mortars (Mortars)
Go shoppin’ visit Mr. Porter (Oh yeah)
They talk about me, I ignore em (Keep talkin’)
Watch, Imma pull up in a foreign (Skrt)
Baby I’m just way too flexed (Flexed up)
Baby you know that I’m next (Next up)
Baby I’m not like the rest (Hell nah)
Baby you know I’m the best cause
Cause I look like bae yeah
I got like racks on my soles
And all that paper is the number one source (Ooh yeah)
And all them baby
Lookin’ like they wanna be my hoe
But I can’t talk to them cause they wanna expose (Shh)
Cause I look like bae yeah
I got like racks on my soles (Yeah yeah)
And all that paper is the number one source (Yeah, it’s the number one source)
And all them baby
Lookin’ like they wanna be my hoe
But I can’t talk to them cause they wanna expose, aye yeah (No woah)

Pretty face, skinny waist (Yeah)
Yeah she got a hourglass body (Damn)
I like the way that she talkin’
So we chop it up like karate, yeah (Yeah yeah)
She really diggin’ my swag (Ah yeah)
Swear I really been in my bag (Yeah)
Got Ricky Ramones on my feet, oh yeah (Woah woah)
Baby I’m destined, I know it (Yeah)
On my way to the top, yeah I’m goin’ (Goin’)
And my skin looking good yeah it’s glowing’ yeah (Oh yeah)
Won’t ever stop, never slowin’ down

Cause I look like bae yeah
I got like racks on my soles
And all that paper is the number one source (Ooh yeah)
And all them baby
Lookin’ like they wanna be my hoe
But I can’t talk to them cause they wanna expose (Shh)
Cause I look like bae yeah
I got like racks on my soles (Yeah yeah)
And all that paper is the number one source (Yeah, it’s the number one source)
And all them baby
Lookin’ like they wanna be my hoe
But I can’t talk to them cause they wanna expose, aye yeah (No woah)