[Intro: Bay Swag]
Know it's cold outside, I got my top down (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?)
I got seventeen, yeah
Now I got seventeen, I got thots now, I got—
Seeing I got thots now, I got hella jewe—
What you say? Damn (KRAGER, text me back)
Yeah, damn

[Verse 1: Bay Swag & Kyle Richh]
I got hella jewelry, I got thots now, tss
Hella cold outside, I got my top down
All my diamonds hittin' when the lights out
If I can't get in with my jacky, I'ma back my knife out
Mama happy, I got her a—
Mama happy, I got her a nice house
All these bitches askin' for Chanel
Want me for the money, I can tell, date was going well, this shit never—
Want me for the money, I can tell, datе was going well, this shit never fails
And my еx keep callin' me, bitch, I'm good, I'm doing well (Fuck)

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Push up and we pushin' them back (Pushin' them back, like, damn)
I ain't passin' this rock, I react
And these bullets is makin' them shake like shack (Shake like shack, like, damn)
I'm in all black with the G on my hip, if he make the wrong move then we make him a pack (Make him a pack, like, damn)
Like, we went from rags to riches (Damn), I go from riches to racks (Uh, damn)
Uh, I go from riches to racks, uh (Uh, damn)
And I feel I got height, but I keep pedalling back (Damn, pedalling back)
I be too big for this media shit but there's so many n***as I wish I could tag (Wish I could tag, like, damn)
And all of my opps is broke, don't wanna beef, you can't show me a rack (Like, damn)
[Chorus: plaqueboymax & Jenn Carter]
Uh, 5$TAR, yeah, we chillin' at the top floor (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?)
This bitch Runtz, I ain't tryna fuck her no more
Had to cut the ho off, she always do the most
Diamonds on my ho and she say she way too cold
New whip and that bitch got four doors (KRAGER, text me back), yeah
New whip and that bitch got four doors, uh
New whip and that bitch got four doors, yeah
New whip and that bitch got four doors (It's Carter, dickhead)

[Verse 3: Jenn Carter]
Free Sheik, brodie move like McQueen
He make a movie, I swear it's no Pixar (Swear it's no Pixar)
Free Thunder, I know he gon' squeeze
Brodie the piece to the puzzle like jigsaw
Yes, finger the trigger like guitars
He got no motion, he more like Patrick Star (More like Patrick Star)
Word to my mother, they told me to chill but I ain't get the memoir (Damn)

[Verse 4: D Lou]
Nah, I ain't get the memo
Bad bitch, she with me, she ride presidential
I take a Perky to better my mental
She came with some baddies, I fucked the whole friend group, like, damn
613 on her frontal
I kick pink like my motherfuckin' dreads do
Huh, hold on, Louis the duffle
Chains swingin' like— chains swingin' like, damn, huh
[Chorus: plaqueboymax]
Uh, 5$TAR, yeah, we chillin' at the top floor (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?)
This bitch Runtz, I ain't tryna fuck her no more
Had to cut the ho off, she always do the most
Diamonds on my ho and she say she way too cold
New whip and that bitch got four doors (KRAGER, text me back), yeah
New whip and that bitch got four doors, uh
New whip and that bitch got four doors, yeah
New whip and that bitch got four doors