[Chorus]
Take off on a jet, get the fuck from ya, uh
All I really want is sex, you gon' fuck or what?
I ain't in no CLS, big G63, yeah
Show her my lil' IG, she gon' fuck with me, yeah
Lil' O, but I'm B-I-G, B-I fuckin' G
Put you in that lil' high seat
Put my arm in it, used my arm for it
Shit fucked up my wrist, yeah
Hellcat for my bitch, yeah
Yeah, I'm fine with it, yeah

[Verse]
Why would you think that you could slime with lil' slime?
Get geeked up, bitch, we do that all the time, hol' up
Hol' up, I don't need you no more
Pick up, picked it up
Wake up, wake up, get some money, nah
Raf Simons sweater, uh, I'm in cold, uh
Why? Why I gotta up it? (Yeah) Fuck, gotta up it, yeah
You ain't never seen enough, yeah, hol' up, what?
Yеah, Chrome Heart crosses on a n***a
Maybach (Phеw), hop in it
Wa-watch my tint, ho, let's get it, yeah
Let's go, I'm finna up it, yeah, yeah, I'm finna up it, yeah
Flex and then go up it, flex and then go up it
[Chorus]
Take off on a jet, get the fuck from ya, uh
All I really want is sex, you gon' fuck or what?
I ain't in no CLS, big G63, yeah
Show her my lil' IG, she gon' fuck with me, yeah
Lil' O, but I'm B-I-G, B-I fuckin' G
Put you in that lil' high seat
Put my arm in it, used my arm for it
Shit fucked up my wrist, yeah
Hellcat for my bitch, yeah
Yeah, I'm fine with it, yeah