[Chorus]
She wanna trapper, she wanna slapper, don't wanna a capper, no, no
She wanna Bottega and a Bentayga, she wanna drive in slow mode
I got my weight up, I got my cake up, now I just want it in rose gold
She wanna a shooter, she wanna pro, let's roll
Cookin' up dinner, go with the stove
She wanna winner that's getting them whole
She wanna yard, come off the boat
Get it with me, and she get it own
Gettin' it real, she getting involved
Promise to me you wouldn't get understand
That's that pigs еver get into my phone

[Verse 1]
Shе only wanna date the G boys
I don't wanna see no G boys
Hit that once then I get recalled
She only wanna know if you made it recoil
When I roll with the kwenga, came with the sisters, wannabe Jenners
Done them bad, but we Goodfellas, ting in the back with the puss wet up
CC runners, entry-level
She wanna Prada bag and a kettle
[?] hold this brick in metal
Coke in the water, lettin' it settle
First time seeing it
Seein it, preein it
She wanna learn how to cook
She wanna learn how to jugg
Sexy, I'm in love with the gangsta look
[?] smart with the books, but the lifestyle looks cool
Girl just call, lemme hold your hand, and bring that out with the fork
Go get a kettle and pour, go get a kettle and pour
You seeing it raw, wait till it locks, then we're going to Christian Dior
B22's and a 10, B23's in a four
Postcode giving me life, aight, think I wanna hit this raw
Think I wanna hit this raw
[Chorus]
She wanna trapper, she wanna slapper, don't wanna a capper, no, no
She wanna Bottega and a Bentayga, she wanna drive in slow mode
I got my weight up, I got my cake up, now I just want it in rose gold
She wanna a shooter, she wanna pro, let's roll
Cookin' up dinner, go with the stove
She wanna winner that's getting them whole
She wanna yard, come off the boat
Get it with me, and she get it own
Gettin' it real, she getting involved
Promise to me you wouldn't get understand
That's that pigs ever get into my phone

[Verse 2]
She wanna n***a that ain't on the 'gram
She don't wanna boohoo man
Give him a brick and he's under pressure, he never dealt with the thousand gram
She hate a n***a that's up in the club, if he's gonna do it then light it up
Feds [?] pull up like "Hand's up!", put a flake on your hair like dandruff
She ain't gonna tell you ram rough, it's gonna be natural, and it's factual
Put it in doggy, look at the tattoos
22 rounds in the Z's
Go to sleep, been a long week
[?]
Felt like Kodak Black with the Z
Now I feel like Kodak Black with the glee
Glee, glee, glee, glee, glee (Glee)
[Chorus]
She wanna trapper, she wanna slapper, don't wanna a capper, no, no
She wanna Bottega and a Bentayga, she wanna drive in slow mode
I got my weight up, I got my cake up, now I just want it in rose gold
She wanna a shooter, she wanna pro, let's roll
Cookin' up dinner, go with the stove
She wanna winner that's getting them whole
She wanna yard, come off the boat
Get it with me, and she get it own
Gettin' it real, she getting involved
Promise to me you wouldn't get understand
That's that pigs ever get into my phone