[Intro]
(T99, 少し強さを送ってくれ) Ayy, yeah
Let's go (It's fucking Redda, f—fucking Redda)
That bitch asked me what sport I play, I told her "Coupe," (Skrrt)
That bitch asked me what sport I play, I told her "Coupe," (Hey)

[Chorus]
That bitch asked me what sport I play, I told her "Coupe," (Hey)
I don't really like to lie, I just tell the truth (Truth)
Just took another Tesla, I'm on the moon
They ask me what my twizzys do, I tell them, "Shoot," (Ayy, woo, woo)
Tell that bitch to play the instrument, yeah, she like to play the flute
I made ten bands off this Apple Watch so that's my favorite fruit
I can trust nobody, told 'еm sign that shit 'fore comin' through
All my money stuck togethеr, I can't even count it, that shit glued (Glue)
And this residue on my finger, that shit's blue, that's the proof
Sippin' on Wock', juice
Yeah, I'm turnt when I walk, through

[Verse]
Yeah, I don't even want it, I don't even need to sign (Yeah)
Yeah, everything flawless, yeah, these VS1's (Yeah)
Yeah, how you actin' childish, then say you need you one? (What?)
How you gon' take my sauce, then say that you the one?
All my pockets Bowser, they don't see the sun
I swear this shit get awesome, when you touch a hun'
I swear that Perc' gon' off 'em, that's my final hunch (Hunch)
I take these Teslas daily, that's my final blunt
It's gon' be like [?], I told 'em "Cool"
I also told 'em they can't do none of the shit I do (Do)
You get off of the same bean as me, it still won't be a hit
I wan' slime the kid out 'cause we as slimey as it get (Ayy, let's go)
I'm in NY, I just touched down, got some Percs, then hit up Kith (Let's go)
Heard they gossipin' about the kid, I thought they was dudes, turns out they bitches
I don't care about nobody pockets, that's why I'm gon' end up the richest
And your bitch just pulled up, showed me her titties, then wrote down all her digits (Sheesh, sheesh)
[Chorus]
That bitch asked me what sport I play, I told her "Coupe," (Hey)
I don't really like to lie, I just tell the truth (Truth)
Just took another Tesla, I'm on the moon
They ask me what my twizzys do, I tell them, "Shoot," (Ayy, woo, woo)
Tell that bitch to play the instrument, yeah, she like to play the flute
I made ten bands off this Apple Watch so that's my favorite fruit
I can trust nobody, told 'em sign that shit 'fore comin' through
All my money stuck together, I can't even count it, that shit glued (Glue)
And this residue on my finger, that shit's blue, that's the proof
Sippin' on Wock', juice
Yeah, I'm turnt when I walk through

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I told her "Coupe,"