[Intro]
Trap
Goth Money Records

[Chorus: YSB OG]
Shawty wanna ride foreign whips
And smoke OG with a young n***a like me
Riding 'round town in cocaina Benz
With me n***a Luckaleannn sipping codiene
Flip phones twerking for the Gucci chips
Bitch why you always wanna call me
All I wanna do is ride four whips
Smoke OG and kick it with my brodie

[Verse: Luckaleannn]
Why you for, why you why you why you wanna do me for?
40 phones, I could flip out, at the Gucci store
Anytime, all I wanna smoke on a fucking dime
Anytime, run it back, quick, kick, hunnid back
Smoking on that super pack, loud pack
Why you wanna do me for? Why you wanna shoot me in the Gucci store?
Why I came through rocked up in the Louis store
Ice drip around when I walk, out the Gucci store
Oh my God, n***as going ham I say oh my God
Shoot ya car, now I'm shining up like a shooting star
In the space, goon give me opportunity and some space
I can smoke it anyday, you can roll up anyday
[Chorus: YSB OG]
Shawty wanna ride foreign whips
And smoke OG with a young n***a like me
Riding 'round town in cocaina Benz
With me n***a Luckaleannn sipping codiene
Flip phones twerking for the Gucci chips
Bitch why you always wanna call me
All I wanna do is ride four whips
Smoke OG and kick it with my brodie
Shawty wanna ride foreign whips
And smoke OG with a young n***a like me
Riding 'round town in cocaina Benz
With me n***a Luckaleannn sipping codiene