[Intro]
Yeah, don't text my phone about none of that shit, free slatt

[Chorus]
In a fast foreign exotic car, 200 on the dash up in the Bentley (skrr, skrr)
I'm bullshitting, done turned too hard, waste drank on my Amiri breeches (fuck)
This wood hitting, I just stuffed it with two strands of dead n***as (stop)
Don't text my phone about none of that shit, free slatt, the feds listenin' (free slatt)

[Post-Chorus]
Put it down, nobody with me (finesse)
I ain't had no codefendant (uh uh)
We kick shit off yerks, we high, vibing, the new age Bobby and Whitney (purchase that)
I catch me a shirt, lay in your dirt, and it won't cost a pennie
Add extra shots on my glizzy (shot), [?] talk shit with extensions (glah)
Hang out the car with a 50 (yeah), slide on the opps out the Bentley
If I don't slow down, you don't gotta get me
Keep pouring 4's on my kidney (lean, lean)
Can't go to war with the biggest
All the opps know who the richest (yeah)
Put it on, look like a few million
This drip here straight out the trenches

[Verse]
Wanna be me, I'm feeling like Jigga
Moving slow, got a lot of drugs in my system (lean, lean)
There's no way I'm leaving this pistol, hurrr, hittin' this bitch with some rhythm
Got me and her close friend's Finsta, it don't impress me, I'mma let the road hit her (the bros)
I'm a real slime go-getter, I just took a man down, we was just on the picture (finesse)
Taking off, I'm ain't taking no charge
Twelve can't catch me, it's a suspect at large
Got to know I'm the ho, I'm hard
She'll lie to me, still put it on God
And my day one been acting odd
I've just been sittin' back, playing my part
Pop me an E, I feel it in my heart
Just boot up recharge
[Chorus]
In a fast foreign exotic car, 200 on the dash up in the Bentley
I'm bullshitting, done turned too hard, waste drank on my Amiri breeches
This wood hitting, I just stuffed it with two strands of dead n***as
Don't text my phone about none of that shit, free slatt, the feds listenin'