[Intro]
Woo, woo (Grr)

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
Cartier scrapin’ and scratchin’ my wrist, it’s designer scars
Uh, she tellin’ me the Rolex just don’t fit, I got a link in the car
Pornstar want a Martini, I can’t be sippin’ it fast
Porsches cover my scenery, Porsches all in the yard
Gorgeous straight outta’ Sydney, she’s down under a star
Uh, she gifted and talented, so I got the GTS just to balance it
I redo our changes, soon as we meet, I got a chopper, insanity

[Verse 1: Lancey Foux]
Never go tic-tac, never go kickstand, gang never disband
I’m always big cheese, I can go ten piece, I can go big bands
Too many baddies perform at thе house, I’m giving out wristbands
Why would a lion converse with a mousе? I ain’t with the chit-chat
I’m stayin’ slimy, I’m only a spouse
She wanted some time so I sent her to TAO
Stayed in the bed but I took her to town
See boys up, put your kick in the ground
Checkin’ my cup, I ain’t ever seen brown
Triplin’ up and I’m doublin’ down
Too much sex in the city, I’m jugglin’ four, so this one the other way ‘round
I’m wearing it back to front
She giving VETEMENTS cunt
I kick it, lil’ swag, lil’ punt
I smoke her back like runts
Up in her back like a boot
I’m in the front like a trunk
I’m in the box like a ring
Got a lil’ punch, lil’ tump
[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
Cartier scrapin’ and scratchin’ my wrist, it’s designer scars
Uh, she tellin’ me the Rolex just don’t fit, I got a link in the car
Pornstar want a Martini, I can’t be sippin’ it fast
Porsches cover my scenery, Porsches all in the yard
Gorgeous straight outta’ Sydney, she’s down under a star
Uh, she gifted and talented, so I got the GTS just to balance it
I redo our changes, soon as we meet, I got a chopper, insanity

[Verse 2: jjfalls]
I step on the beat and I’m makin’ it hot
I got my own flow, I’on move like a bot
It’s a do or a die ting’, I don’t wanna rot
I’m back in the stu’ and you know I’on flop
Think this is your story? I stand in the plot
Went to UNIQLO, saw a Blocktech and I copped
Askin’ for free beats, can’t lie you gettin’ that block
New Balencis’, I wear it, you know that I rock
I’m on a stripe shit, never leave without lock
If you think that I’m cappin’, I got what I got
This flow is [?], flowin’ too tight
I don’t even sell man, I only do rap
R.I.P. OJ, but brudda got packed
This life DEA, try shit you get zapped
I don’t only do drugs ‘fore some’ think that I’m yacked
If you think my colors, it’s blue and the black
[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
Cartier scrapin’ and scratchin’ my wrist, it’s designer scars
Uh, she tellin’ me the Rolex just don’t fit, I got a link in the car
Pornstar want a Martini, I can’t be sippin’ it fast
Porsches cover my scenery, Porsches all in the yard
Gorgeous straight outta’ Sydney, she’s down under a star
Uh, she gifted and talented, so I got the GTS just to balance it
I redo our changes, soon as we meet, I got a chopper, insanity