[Intro]
I got- I got ten bands, I ain't stressin'
She slurpin' my dick at 7/11
I will go down as a legend
She talkin' shit, but her name is ****
—Regina, we need to talk to you (Filo)
—Is butter a carb?
—Yes
—Regina, you're wearing sweatpants. It's Monday
(Shoutout Filo on the track)

[Verse 1]
Hop up in my private jet, flying first class
Walk inside the function, shawty on my lap
She only like me 'cause I got all the cash
She like the diamonds on my Hello Kitty bag
Fresh out of Japan, rocking Yohji Yamamato
"Where you get your clothes?" That's what everybody wanna know
I'm on the tour bus, I'm fucking on ten hoes
I'm posted up in my Burberry trеnch coat

[Chorus]
I got ten bands, I ain't stressin'
She slurpin' my dick at 7/11
I will go down as a lеgend
She talkin' shit, but her name is Megan
[Interlude]
—So?
—So that's against the rules and you can't sit with us
—Whatever, those rules aren't real
—They were real that day I wore a vest
—Because that vest was disgusting
—You can't sit with us!

[Verse 2]
I wanna blow a bag, let's go to the mall
I'm so fucked up, doin' drugs until I fall
In the V.I.P., they want me to take it off
I'm chillin' with your sister and she suck me off
All the way up, I'm destined for greatness
Fuckin' on a bad bitch, she love it in the anus
You said I'm fallin' off but you can keep on hatin'
(I'ma laugh at all you losers when I'm famous)

[Chorus]
Get the fuck out, you can't sit with us
We're way too hot for you, you cannot join this club
We so fabulous and we don't give a fuck
(You can't get my autograph 'cause your music sucks)
Get the fuck out, you can't sit with us
We're way too hot for you, you cannot join this club
We so fabulous and we don't give a fuck
You can't get my autograph 'cause your music sucks
[Outro]
—You can't sit with us
—Actually, Megan, I can't sit anywhere! I have hemorrhoids