In a spaceship, high
If we not making money, then bye
Yeah,One of bitches, birthday's in July
21, bitch, are we turning up?
It's like five for six, woods that we burning out
And she said I'm her MVP, Bron, Bron
This for you, later on, bitch, I'm gone, gone
I smoke woods, I don't smoke out no
We in that black truck
Seats all black, and the window stay matched up
12 can't pass us
12 can't catch me
12 can't catch us
They can't catch me
My mama know I'm drivin' reckless
Diamond necklace
This shit cost way more than what you flexing
Get your, get your bitch
(Nigga)
Why the f*ck she texting
(Why the f*ck)
Bad white hoe, sniffing coke without no messes
She cleared the table
This bitch got no
These rappers try to talk to the labels, they don't need em
These rappers try to talk to the labels, they don't need her