| Chanel my bitch, ooh, she’s so fine |
| Dolce my shirt, jeans Number (N)ine |
| Pouring up syrup, I’m astronaut high |
| Foreign paper tags, this a new ride |
| Too many vibes, no, I cannot decide |
| Rolling up gas 'cause it help me get by |
| Ain’t talking cash then I hang up, goodbye |
| I’m tryna rock out, do a show in Dubai |
| I can’t let up, got my foot on they neck |
| I get too fly like I’m boarding a jet |
| New money, what’s more important than that? |
| I tell lil' bae, «I need more than some sex» |
| I tell my plug, «I need more of these packs» |
| I chop up the brick like I’m Samurai Jack |
| I get it gone then I double right back |
| I got a bitch and she got a bitch |
| She want Chanel, I want new Dior kicks |
| I hop in that foreign and Tokyo drift |
| Just like some bacon, I’m popping my shit |
| Rock out a club, bottle pop in that bit' |
| Lil' bro, he stuck wit' a Glock in this bit' |
| He can’t wait to see a opp in this bit' |
| This shit forever, no stopping this shit |
| My bit' the meanest |
| My whip the cleanest |
| Diamonds, they blinging |
| Backwood, it’s steaming |
| Racks in the safe, I pull 'em out, then fuck up Neiman |
| Fly to LA, catch me a vibe, then I am leaving |
| Chanel my bitch, ooh, she’s so fine |
| Dolce my shirt, jeans Number (N)ine |
| Pouring up syrup, I’m astronaut high |
| Foreign paper tags, this a new ride |
| Too many vibes, no, I cannot decide |
| Rolling up gas 'cause it help me get by |
| Ain’t talking cash then I hang up, goodbye |
| I’m tryna rock out, do a show in Dubai |
| I can’t let up, got my foot on they neck |
| I get too fly like I’m boarding a jet |
| New money, what’s more important than that? |
| I tell lil' bae, «I need more than some sex» |
| I tell my plug, «I need more of these packs» |
| I chop up the brick like I’m Samurai Jack |
| I get it gone then I double right back |