[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
I’m the king, don’t need no chess
All these drugs in my body, I’m numb
I can’t feel my face (Yeah)
Monday, I pull out the Lamb’ truck
Friday I pull out the Wraith, yeah
Flooded my wrist with some water, uh
All these diamonds gone fuck up the face (Phew, yeah)
All of my bitches, they high end
Look at my fashion, it’s high end
If that bitch do her part, I might give her a coupe
She pushin’ that Benz like a Cayenne
All my bitches, they high end
Look at my fashion, it’s high end
If that bitch do her part, I might give her a coupe
She pushin’ that Benz like a Cayenne (Skrr)

[Verse 1: Tyla Yaweh]
Step out, I’m fly as a motherfucker
When I walk in and they know it’s some money (Skrr)
All my diamonds they hit more than his and his
Please, don’t act funny
12 pinky rings just like chandeliers
Photogenic, but don’t bring no cameras here
Pose, cheese, catch these angles (Skrr)
Gotta make a K straight off a bangle
Everything I do is exquisite (Exquisite)
She got a man, but deep down wanna kick it
Cuban link ‘bout the size of a midget
That ain’t a Rollie, your time isn’t tickin’
30 thousand I spend on a light day (Light)
And not just a light day (Woah)
Once a Wednesday we jump on a flight deck
Diamonds real ‘cause they came on a ice tray (Ice)
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
I’m the king, don’t need no chess
All these drugs in my body, I’m numb
I can’t feel my face (Yeah)
Monday, I pull out the Lamb’ truck
Friday I pull out the Wraith, yeah
Flooded my wrist with some water, uh
All these diamonds gone fuck up the face (Phew, yeah)
All of my bitches, they high end
Look at my fashion, it’s high end
If that bitch do her part, I might give her a coupe
She pushin’ that Benz like a Cayenne
All my bitches, they high end
Look at my fashion, it’s high end
If that bitch do her part, I might give her a coupe
She pushin’ that Benz like a Cayenne (Skrr)

[Verse 2: SosMula]
Uh, all of my bitches be silicon thots (Sleezy)
Japanese denim with the Vivian stuff (Splash)
Can’t stop with the Wock, I spilt the whole cup (Work)
Stop, you a thot, can’t feel no slut (Fuck outta here)
Can’t sit in my car (No no), bitch, I’ma stall (Sleezy)
N***as’ll die about this Audemar (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Christian Dior (Splash), [?] São Paulo (Splash)
My lil bitch got that stick in her bra (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
You ain’t got VV diamonds (No no)
Those is B.B. Simons (Fuck outta here)
Yeah, you see me shinin’ (Sleezy)
If I gotta go, we dyin’ (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
I’m the king, don’t need no chess
All these drugs in my body, I’m numb
I can’t feel my face (Yeah)
Monday, I pull out the Lamb’ truck
Friday I pull out the Wraqith, yeah
Flooded my wrist with some water, uh
All these diamonds gone fuck up the face (Phew, yeah)
All of my bitches, they high end
Look at my fashion, it’s high end
If that bitch do her part, I might give her a coupe
She pushin’ that Benz like a Cayenne
All my bitches, they high end
Look at my fashion, it’s high end
If that bitch do her part, I might give her a coupe
She pushin’ that Benz like a Cayenne (Skrr)