[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Android 18, pop that pussy just for me
In that Tommy jeans tee, vintage 1993
My Chuck Taylor CDG, all I speak is guapanese
I don't pop no Molly, silly bitch, I'm off a Senzu Bean, ayy
Tommy on my waist, cigarillo to the face
On a jet ski, all day, some' like Wave Race
Bathin' Ape down to my socks, gorilla, my camouflage
In that Dolce and Gabbana
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and drop the top
Lil' bitch give me top
Then it's right back to this guap
Louie luggage, marijuana nuggets, coconut Cîroc
Tommy boxers on my nuts
'Cause I gets a lotta bucks
Got a hundred iPhones and they all blowin' up
Got a brick of backwoods and they all gettin' stuffed
Dendae camouflage, same color in my blunt
I'm with Gina, Jen, and Jenny
In thе Beamer, Benz, or Bеntley
If you wanna spend some money, honey, you know I got plenty
Watch me whip it 'round the city
Pulled up clean in that 350
Diamonds on me drippin' pretty
Shawty let me pet the kitty
Sippin' on this coke and Henny
Like fuck it, let's get the Remy
Your lil' bitch, she fuckin' with me, ayy
Yeah, don't tempt me, ayy
Imported Bape garns straight from Japan, ayy
I fuck a bitch and roll a blunt and then we throw a band
Chryse in that pink mink, some' like Killa Cam, ayy
R.I.P to Pressie, R.I.P to Yams
Yeah, ayy