[Intro: vanidied]
Yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah (Tsurreal)
Woah, woah
Oh, woah, yeah

[Verse 1: vanidied]
Yeah, I'm pourin' up lean in my double cup
She popped the Perc', she feel like throwin' up
All of the hatin', you know I don't give a fuck
Do I want a Lamb' or a Bentley truck?
Shooters around me, you know that they keep it tucked
She all up on me 'cause I got the bucks
Run up on me and I promise you'll have no luck

[Chorus: Helani]
Woah, she like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' bitch like, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n***a got tag on his toe
Woah, shе like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' bitch likе, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n***a got tag on his toe
[Verse 2: Helani]
Wait, bitch, wait, hold up, listen
I know I been tweakin', I been itchin' off prescriptions
She said, "Junkie, can I taste some of that lean you been sippin'?"
Now that bitch got lean on her lipstick, yeah
I'm gon' hit it once and she gon' miss me
I'm gon' aim this 40, he gone die if he keep dissin'
All I make is hits, but all you n***as keep on missin'
When they see my name they get excited, they gon' listen
Wait, wait, one day I'll buy me a wraith
Run up on me, you get hit with this drizzy, you probably thought i was drake
Ayy, ayy, gettin' money everyday
I fuck that bitch and she suck on my dick and I nutted all over her face

[Chorus: Helani]
Woah, she like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' bitch like, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n***a got tag on his toe
Woah, she like, "Song, pull up after the show"
And I hit that lil' bitch like, fasho
I been grindin', you already know
Got designer on all of my clothes
Run up on me, get hit with this scope
Now that n***a got tag on his toe
[Verse 3: vanidied]
She wanna fuck, I'ma pull out her tracks
She textin' my line, but I won't hit her back
I walk in the bank and I pull out a rack
I got a Glock on me, you know it attack
I got n***as 'round me that play 'round with MACs
I hopped out the van and I'm wearing' all black
Play around with my name and your ass will get whacked
Before your ass know it you all in a pack
Shawty on me, she a ho
I'm gonna count up my dough
She tried to dub me, I'm like, "Woah"
This money all over the floor

[Outro: vanidied]
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
Woah, woah, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh