(Ahhh)

Balenciaga pants and I mixed it with the Prada too (Yeah)

Sippin' on this drank, man, I never know what I'm gon' do (Yeah)

I do my dancey dance like lil' bitch like what you finna do?

I got her in a trance but she still giving me attitude

Huh, I be walking that walk and I talk that talk, how you get like that? (Ha)

Huh, pushing the bands and I push that fast so you know that I gotta get racks lil' **** (Uh-ah)

I fuck yo bitch going krazy lil' ****

I don't even care 'bout that lil' **** (Wow, wow)

40 lil' bands and we going to the top

Uh, chea, whoa (Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow)

40 lil' band, woah

Oh, ah, huh, stop

I just pour wock

Uh, I just pour drop

Huh, I be going fucking krazy, say I pour a lot

Huh, I can't fucking stop

Huh, I'm going to the top, yeah

Balenciaga pants and I mixed it with the Prada too (Too)

Sippin' on this drank, man, I never know what I'm gon' do (What I'm gon' do)

I do my dancey dance like lil' bitch like what you finna do? (Err)

I got her in a trance but she still giving me attitude (Err, err, err)

Huh, tell me sum lil' baby, I don't wanna know

I just sippin' on the drank going with the flow

I just told her like "Lil' baby I got many hoes"

Tell me sum that I really don't even fucking know, 'bout to tell you

And I ran up the racks you feel me?

And I know that I'm krazy lil' bih (Woah)

And you never could been my bih

Or you never can be my bih

And I'm sippin' on tris, sike nah

**** I sip wock, ****

Poppin' on his top, **** (Ah, yeah)

Rocking clothes, fashion, man been a fan yeah (Err)

Told the money, "what you want?"

You don't feel me (Err, err)

And I already know how you feeling (Err, err)

I'ma smoke me all this weed till I'm on the ceiling (Err, err)

(Err, err, err, err)