[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(AraabMUZIK)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I'm known to get all the dough
No, I do not want that ho, ayy (Huh?), kick that bitch right out the door, ayy
I got the muh'fuckin' doors, uh, that go up on the Ferrari Enzo
I get the muh'fuckin' money, ayy, I fuck your bitch, I'm rockin' that Tommy
Sike, this is Givenchy, ayy, no, I do not wear no Gucci, yeah (At all)
Yeah, I know she wanna do me, ayy, she wanna kick it with Uzi, uh
I got four different nationalities, ayy, in my car and it's a two-seat, yeah
These n***as square, Santucci (Ay)
Look at my shoes it's just [TT?] (Ay)
Too many girls, got a cheat sheet, yeah
When I'm done, told the girl, "Beat feet", yeah
I'm a bеast, beast, make the bitch еat me, yeah
Run the game with my feet, man I need cleats, ayy
I just came in with a .30, uh
I just came in with a .30, uh
I just came in with a .30, uh
I just came in with a .30, uh
I signed a deal for forty, uh, spent like ten, that's a thirty, uh
Got this one girl yeah she forty, uh, lied, said she thirty, woah (Yeah)
Used to be dirty, uhh, now I rock Hermes, uh (Yeah)
Got a new Maybach, uh (Yeah), the one with the curtains, uh (Yeah)
Your bitch keep workin', uh, rubbin' on my skin like Jergens, uh (Woah)
Did it on purpose, uh, money blue, but it look purple-ish (Yeah)
All these n***as never heard it
All these n***as never heard it
All these n***as never heard it
Red seats on my car, that's a Murder Benz
Take the traction off, you can swerve the Benz (Skrr)
Four-hundred thousand for a new Bentayga
I said, "You don't know about it, man this shit called a speed 2.5 on the V"
I said, "Bugatti-gatti, push button start, but it got a key under the seat"
Drop top, but it got heat under the seat
Big knots (Money), parallel park in the middle of the street (Woah)
All my n***as goons and they all in the fleet
And my bitch bad so you know she on fleek
All you see is porcelain every time I speak
I spent one-fifty right on my teeth
Damn, you wylin', you wylin', you wylin'
It's Goyard, that's all on my wallet
My pocket is tied on your head, so your ass Jeremy Shada
Slick my hair back, your bitch callin' me papi
I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it, they 'bout it, we 'bout it
My n***as rich and we also so rowdy
Don't want die young, so I got me a shotty
I'm killin' these n***as, I cross through my tallies
[Outro]
Yeah, Lil Uzi