[Verse 1: $ir Cartier]
Where the bad hoes from Tokyo with they Bape on and they hair short? (Carti)
But my money long, I don't say shit
I just pull up and they escort (Money bags)
Fuck a passport, roll that Kush blunt
Get you higher than before (Kush)
See the whole world with your eyes low and your mouth closed, you speechless (Damn)
She bend it back with no attitude
If this your girl then she creeping (Bitch, damn)
Burn one and she gone (Gone)
Burn two and I'm thrown (Thrown)
Test drive that new whip (Skrrt)
Pull up too high in this bitch (This bitch)
These white hoes love this pimp (This pimp)
Their pops say, "Stay from that n***a"
Ayy, I'm sipping on this tea (This tea), getting lit (Getting lit)
Chiefing on this tree (This tree), getting hit (Getting hit)
Fuck all the cash I spend (Fuck all the cash I spend)
I'm plotting on n***as tryna plot on my riches (Ayy)
I'm ducking from the bitches while I'm chasing these millions (Ayy)
Teenage dreams, n***a, hold on my feelings (Carti)
Fast life bitch, Nascar chilling

[Chorus: $ir Cartier]
Catch me with my clique with a 40 and a knit
With a Canon on record 'cause I'm doin' this shit
Ayy, doin' this shit
Outchea straight doing this shit (Damn)
Catch me with my clique with a 30 and a knit
With a Canon on record 'cause I'm doin' this shit
Ayy, doin' this shit
Outchea (Damn), straight doing this shit
[Verse 2: $ir Cartier]
678 (Ayy)
Shrimp on my plate but the bread on the way (Ayy)
Freshly baked, I've been waiting all day
Now the clouds all gray from blowing this haze (Ayy, ayy)
N***as gon' hate, that's cool with me
I'm a flossy n***a
'Cause talk is cheap and you a salty n***a
I can smell you, B
It's Cartier, you can't fuck with me
Check my wrist, bruh, like, what time it be?