[Intro]
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)

[Verse]
Stevie Wonder with the bitch, yeah
'Cause you know I cannot see her, yeah
Only money in my readers, huh? (Yeah)
All of my girls, yeah, they eaters, yeah
All of my whips, they two-seaters (Skrrt)
But if she got friends I can't leave her (Come on)
Blue Citizens, my pockets senior (Yeah)
My bands, they old just like Jeter (Oh, woah)
Put my side bitch in a Beamer, yeah (Skrrt)
Don't give a damn like a beaver, ayy (Bye-bye)
Better hit my phone, wanna reach us, uh (Huh? Hello?)
No, I can't talk 'bout no features, uh (I can't)
It's not nothing that you could teach us, yeah
Won't hit her up, I like to tease her, yeah (Yeah)
You know that my swag off the meter, ayy (Lil Uzi)
Get the guap, fuck is a Visa? (Huh?)
Bake the work like it's Anita
I'll be cappin' if I need her, yeah
Diamonds they blue like Amino
Diamonds all over my fingers, yeah
Bankroll on me, I'm a beaner, uh
I 'member I was a leaner, yeah
Hit from the back she a screamer
Kick her right out like she best friends with Gina, uh
Ayy, I am from Mars, I got a girl, yeah
She is from Venus, ooh
Feel like Napoleon, move with the dynamite
I got my llama, it's Tina
So many bands, can't hold my jeans up, jeans up, jeans up, ayy
I fuck the bitch in the beater (Ayy)
I go to sleep with my heater (Bah)
You know that I had to G, uh
You couldn't, you laugh with the beaver (Nah)
Know I be smokin' that pot', everything that I'm on, yeah, I'm rollin'
Driving in the Lamb', this not a Lotus (Skrrt, yeah)
Yeah, I brought the cash, drive like a stolie
Man, I'm on they ass, that's not my homie (Yeah)
If they try to walk past, better blow 'em (Huh?)
Young n***a flex, young n***a flex, ooh (Lil Uzi)
Watch how a young n***a flex, ayy
That little bitch gave the neck, uh
Do anything for a check, uh (Yeah)
'Member my life was a mess, ayy (Uh)
I had to give it my best, yeah
Got a revolver hold six, ooh
Then I put six in his back, ooh
Hollow tip straight out his back, yeah
Backwood, it filled with the gas, uh
Two hundred all on my dash, uh
Don't use the brake and I still won't crash
I was so lonely
Reason that I was so lonely
'Cause I found out that these bitches so phony
But they still ride the dick just like a pony, yeah
Giddy up, get it up
I had to turn my city up
She was skinny, blew her titties up
Blue hundreds, put them fifties up
Brought my bitch a, uh, tummy tuck, uhh
Fuck n***a, not with funny stuff, ayy
Did I tell you that my pockets stuffed?
They stuffed like a encyclopedia
What that mean? That I am just readin' ya, ayy
I am ahead so I'm leadin' ya, ayy
I'm in the air so you're breathin' us, uh
So basically sayin' ain't leavin' us, uh
Switchin' my fashion in seasons, bruh, uh
I got the sauce, got the season tucked, uh
Nice baddie, I got my Tahitian, uh
Boy, you so doomed, get your legion up, uh
My clothes, they so fresh, look like Easter stuff, ayy
Bite up the swag, told 'em eat it up, ayy