We on the road, designer clothes, she see my life, she want some more

She tell her friends, she in the Benz, I don't think she want this to end

She from the South, I make it happen, yeah look at his pockets, they tragic, yeah

She said, I been ghost, I'm locked and I'm disappearin' like it's magic, yeah

Hold on, hold on

One call and we get him gone

She said, she into finer things

Her bag say Saint Laurent, she said, she wanna be a model

She put that shit on, EJ a boss

Yeah, he cop it, don't care what it cost, This Balenci ain't rockin' Lacoste

My twin got some sticks, ain't playin' lacrosse, Okay, I got me some bands

In Japanese pants, ain't shoppin' at Ross, I ain't sleep all night, gotta catch me a flight

Cause there's way too much money to be made

Damn, the TSA agent keep hating

Givenchy, my fragrance, my tee, Human Made

This bitch want my addy, cause she tryna link

But I'm off an Addy, I can't even blink

This dumbass hoe keep on callin' me king

This bitch is like Harden, she chasin' a ring

She givin' me top, I can't work no job

I'm feelin' like Uzi, I just wanna rock

I got a guitar like Jack Black

I'm leavin' the crib in all black

He sippin', but he get taxed

We heard his new shit, that shit is so wack

Y'all been next up for too fuckin' long

She want me to sing her a song

We was overlooked for too fuckin' long

These **** actin' like Robert De Niro

I let the K-Pop, like I'm Chaewon

These **** need to go get some Dinero, ayy

But I'm a star if you ain't know, My whole team they on go

We took a break, now we on the road

We so ahead we made honor roll

Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go

We on the road, designer clothes, she see my life, she want some more

She tell her friends, she in the Benz, I don't think she want this to end

She from the South, I make it happen, yeah look at his pockets, they tragic, yeah

She said, I been ghost, I'm locked and I'm disappearin' like it's magic, yeah

Hold on, hold on

One call and we get him gone

She said, she into finer things

Her bag say Saint Laurent, she said, she wanna be a model

She put that shit on, EJ a boss

Yeah, he cop it, don't care what it cost, This Balenci ain't rockin' Lacoste

My twin got some sticks, ain't playin' lacrosse, Okay, I got me some bands

In Japanese pants, ain't shoppin' at Ross, I ain't sleep all night, gotta catch me a flight

Cause there's way too much money to be made

Damn, the TSA agent keep hating

Givenchy, my fragrance, my tee, Human Made