Let's do this, y'all
Yeah
Yeah
Okay

Yeah
Yeah
That's a hell of a beat, dude, man
The backseat of the Benz

High spot, kid, it's in
I do not treat no men
Your main bitch is a fan
I spend a rack on the year, it go in bands

The pockets of these, they could hold all the bands
Could disrupt myself, I ain't need no hand
High as hell, I'll let you know when I land
I'm about money, you is a dummy

Shippin' on da-da-da-da-da-da lane
I step out in the sea, man
Fingers swinging
Back in the Benz, I set up that screen

Ice you with a foot up in 217
5-4, bitch, turn that jitter like I mean
You wanna come and be part of thе team
Stand up, I'm gon' get the hook and crеam
Bitch, I'm tryna get a rest, rest, rest, rest, rest, rest, rest
Bitch, I got a money lust, lust, lust, lust, lust, lust, lust
You feel the tension with my touch, touch, touch
Touch

You say, fuck it with us, us, us
I call up the lil' bad thing, you know she a slut
You must be insane, you go against us
I go and get steeped, you're pegged in a punch

She give me a whoop, I feel it, we run
Can't hear me, she rollin' up, pull out the house
I'm havin' a rock on me, won't see no drought
Every day, we on it more than a ounce

Every day, I'm addin' more to the count
Let's do some
I fuck on the thigh and I move on
Stack, fake, take a bet on

TTS, n***a, we on
Backseat of the Benz
High as fuck, can you see it
I do not treat no man

Your main bitch is a fan
I spit her right on your ear, go and bend
The pot that's on you, that can hold all the bands
If you screw up myself, I ain't need no hand
High as hell, I'll let you know when I land
I'm bout money, you is a dummy
Sippin' on that, that, that, that, that lean
I step on the scene, drippin' Celine

Making the bitches and the thotties scream
I do it for the 157 team
My vocals turn it to the like of me
You wanna come and be part of the team

Then I'ma go get the fuck the queen