With the yay let it dry by the window

Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo

My youngin' on the other side, tryna spill a vimto

Told her that I don't trap, but then she heard my ringtone

Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes

My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes

My favourite letter Z, 'cause I flip those, flip those

Plugs don't trust me cause I ask where I stick those

Your boyfriend, he ain’t got no backbone

You said you want your back blown

**** tryna backdoor

That’s why I’ve got a mash for

You don’t really crash corn

You rap 'bout the trap but, you ain't ever ran yours

When my hood was hot, I was going OT

Never saw my friends for time, I was with the dope feens

I'm tryna put on for my whole team

My old ting cute, but my new ting pretty like the Maldives

My thick ting started going gym and got slim

My slim ting started going gym and got thick

Used to borrow but nowadays I’ve got my own sticks

I could do plain jane or switch to a cold wrist

I got bitches from a far, I got bitches in the Brix

I got bitches in the opp block that I never even link

I got drillers that are smart and ones that never ever think

My straps come out to play, yours stay under the sink

With the yay let it dry by the window

Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo

My youngin' on the other side, tryna spill a vimto

Told her that I don’t trap but then she heard my ringtone

Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes

My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes

My favourite letter Z cause I flip those, flip those

Plugs don't trust me cause I ask where I stick those

I made millions from rap I don’t do crypto

Shit, I’ve been getting girls since I had the flip phone

Shawty got that brain, tryna give me all the info

Got me putting rocks around her neck like she a flintstone

And I got, 100 grand wrapped my wrist bro

Pull up to your baby mums and fuck her to the kids home

I been whipping rari’s my little brodie, tryna whip o’s

You been acting weird 'cause your new chick got you on simp mode

If she wifey, buy her a whip, we can't share one jeep

And I give her a couple bills to put her hair on fleek

Tell her spin and I slide in I’m tryna tear some cheeks

And were back to square one, I swear this hair ain't cheap (Shit)

Put her in a Maybach, we ain't getting no cab

Heard she fucking with the boy, now her ex’s are mad

Got more money than her pops, It must be stress for her dad

Played my cards got the queen and you ain’t getting it back

Bitch

With the yay let it dry by the window

Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo

My youngin' on the other side, tryna spill a vimto

Told her that I don't trap, but then she heard my ringtone

Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes

My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes

My favourite letter Z, 'cause I flip those, flip those

Plugs don't trust me cause I ask where I stick those