Ooh, Percocet, and she got the titties Ooh, perky set, ecstasy, molly weed, codeine

Baby girl like Dr. Dre, I got the recipe

We still cookin' I'm like a young Emeril Lagasse on you ****

I can't even give y'all the recipe

Ooh, Percocet, and she got the titties Ooh, perky set, ecstasy, molly weed, codeine

Baby girl like Dr. Dre, I got the recipe

French tips, fresh set

Take a trip to St. Martin, board a jet

Jet lag, touchdown, what's next

Said she want the baguette around her neck

Took that bitch to Panera, got her some baguettes

Told her, this gon' do for now, my bag ain't touchdown yet

If she stick around, she gon' be the one that get it

I know that it's comin', manifest it, I got vision

I know that it's comin', gettin' closer by the second, yeah

Dub club, Bentley, I can't ever come in second, yeah

Please don't waste my time, every second, I get precious

I know when she comin', I can feel it, It only take seconds

Clean the whole plate, now I need seconds

This for all my dawgs who was with me when we was fetchin'

Tryin' to make some diamonds out of all this damn pressure

Teach my youngest some lessons without it soundin' like a lecture Kappa Alpha Omega, you know Bentley the Big stepper

Quarterback in my city, I call to play like Will Levis

Pullin' up to her crib and she play my song like, hey, Alexa

Now playing songs by Elz Bentley

Ooh, Percocet, and she got the titties Ooh, perky set, ecstasy, molly weed, codeine

Baby girl like Dr. Dre, I got the recipe

French tips, fresh set

Take a trip to St. Martin, board a jet

Jet lag, touchdown, what's next

Said she want the baguette around her neck