[Chorus]
I know what you like, yeah
I know how to hit it right, yeah
Let's be toxic for the night
She all on my [?] tryna swipe
I got a big bankroll on me, I'm better off alone
She trying her hardest to get to me
It's just money and hoes, all through my explore page
I'm in a tank sliding down the fast lane, pop shit like Champagne
I put diamonds on her pussy, she built like a disco ball with that booty
You can miss me with that bullshit, tryna give you my all, the fullest
But you'd rather run around in circles girl, I sware you losing it
Come fly away in the Bentley with me, baby
We don't go to sleep

[Verse]
[?] bitch stay mad at me, wake up and join this fantasy
Ice glacier water on my wrist, Im drowning slowly
YSL spread all over the counter, she picking out everything
Pick her up on a Tuesday, she with her friends, I’m with my n***as just hop in
I'm leveling up, still tryna advance
She got that hauk tua, goddamn
Make her go to sleep, I can't make her roll for me
My cup like beauty and the beast she break like Paula when I leave
Got me like slow down, girl
I just took a rocket, flowing outer space, welcome to the new world
I ain't got to check, no location, she stay home with her homegirl
She love her Chanel bags and her Goiard, hit the restart button if you acting out of pocket won't go far
I was just broke as fuck, I wish all of my haters luck
She want me to hit, ain’t got no puff
Bitch, I'm a grown man, I'm holding my nuts
Designer keeping my body warm, geeked up in the foreign
He think he got more money than me, making me laugh, Martin Laurance
Cross your fingers, close your eyes
She get to running when I'm inside
Put a blindfold on her, she won a prize
3 black tracks with me, we all got pipes
But I'm tryna keep it cool
Stay low key thinking bout the [?]
She in love with being rude
She standing on business, that's why I want you
[Chorus]
I know what you like, yeah
I know how to hit it right, yeah
Let's be toxic for the night
She all on my [?] tryna swipe
I got a big bankroll on me, I'm better off alone
She trying her hardest to get to me
It's just money and hoes, [?] my explore page
I'm [?] down the fast lane, pop shit like Champagne
I put diamonds on her pussy, feel like a disco ball with that booty
You can miss me with that bullshit, tryna [?]
But you'd rather run around [?] girl, I sware you losing it
Come fly away in the Bentley with me, baby
We don't [?] the same