[ Featuring Lil Keed ]
(Supah Mario on the beat, nigga)
Slatt
Keed talk to 'em
Gotta keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (woo)
Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain't talking' Rollin 60's (uh-uh)
Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you'll catch it
I just rocked a show, count the backend, then I stash it
Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh
I got chips like poker, yeah
I just f*cked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah
Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah
Got a loud mouth bitch, don't start (don't start)
What you gon' do for this Goyard? (Mm)
I gotta pop me a Perc and my bitch, she like f*ckin' me erryday (she like f*ckin' me erryday)
I put that ice on my neck and I swear that it cost me a birdie (cost me a birdie)
'Cause we do this shit, no rehearsal, yeah
I don't give a f*ck like a virgin, yeah
I met her shoppin' at Urban, yeah, I went and f*cked her in person, yeah
Keed talk to 'em
We talk money, we talk fluent
They all tens, so I flew 'em
If you ain't f*ckin', what you doin'? I'ma beat like Metro Boomin'
She got whitey 'round her nose, I go shoppin' when I'm low
F*ck it, hop up in the Ghost, I told Keed, "Vamanos," yeah
You make the wrong move, they gon' wipe your nose (wipe your nose)
I got them VV's, and rose the gold (VV's)
That bitch gon' ride me like rodeo (yeah)
My bitch from Toronto like OVO, you actin' slow like you poured a four
Crib be so big, don't no where to go, new Balmain, they from Tokyo (Balmain), yeah
Gotta keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (woo)
Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain't talking' Rollin 60's (uh-uh)
Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you'll catch it
I just rocked a show, count the backend, then I stash it
Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh
I got chips like poker, yeah
I just f*cked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah
Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah
Got a loud mouth bitch, don't start (don't start)
What you gon' do for this Goyard? (Mm)
I been puttin' up, yes, I been trendin' lately, ah (trendin')
I be with the slime ball, hundred shots out the blickey
I be with Lil' Kelly, he'll up the blickey (blickey, blickey)
G-Star with Off-White jeans (Off-White), y'all niggas need level up (Keed, let's go)
We was in the hotbox, told 'em leave some chips for us
Your diamonds, they all cool, told the ho "fruity pebbles", for us
I could stand up on it, it's a YSL lifestyle only (YSL, YSL)
Yeah, racks all on me (racks), tossin' it back like Tony
Bitch tryna act like she know me, I don't know if these niggas police
So much Sprite, yeah, pour me, one white ho keep blowin' me
I just jumped down, ain't no shirt on, came from the bottom but a nigga went up (Keed talk to 'em)
Hit Clearport, jet goin' right up, gotta keep that fire right near me, uh
Gotta keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (woo)
Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain't talking' Rollin 60's (uh-uh)
Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you'll catch it
I just rocked a show, count the backend, then I stash it
Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh
I got chips like poker, yeah
I just f*cked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah
Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah
Got a loud mouth bitch, don't start (don't start)
What you gon' do for this Goyard? (Mm)
