Hey, Rockstar jeans and Chrome Heart fabrics on me

Bad bitches, yeah they love to top me, sippin' muddy on a private island

Smokin' doja, baby I can't stop it, double C she want it then I cop it

Demons round me, so I keep Gen5 on me

High-class fashion, new bitch bad, yeah, my old bitch tragic

Smokin' dope, pushin' Vs in the rain, I might crash the whip

Flew to Spain, talked to Sosa for a couple bricks

Rockstar, I got bad bitches sniffin' white

Hotbox up the foreign sip dirty sprite Double C for my bitch, yeah, she get it right

Double C for my bitch, she look good tonight

Sippin' lean, poppin' pills on a private flight

(High-class fashion)

Dirt bike, codeine, I'ma take a trip

Pop a pill, let's lean, I'm off the shits Bad bitch sippin' lean on a private strip (Yeah)

Codeine Fein, I'm sippin' lean right by the ocean

She want double C, I get it for my baby

Ten thousand for the night, two thousand, what I pay for the pint

Off the Roxy's baby, no I don't feel alright Double C, Chanel, that's for my bitch

Double C, Chanel, that's for my bitch Sippin' on straight Ack so it's pink when I piss

Rockstars in a foreign ride dirty with sticks

Sippin' real Cough syrup, bitch, I'm never not sick

It get hot tryna break down a onion, ain't no talkin' just pass me my money

I got hoes in the spot and I can't get em off me (Yeah, yeah)

In the stu high as hell, I just popped a bean

Rockstars sippin' lean, rockin' double C (Hey)

Five racks, what I pay for the double G (Five racks)

Bad hoes and they all come from overseas

I been high for the past three days baby

Off a Percs and lean, now I feel wavy Double C, Celine, what I drip baby

Rockstar, Codeine, I'm a fein, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hotbox up the foreign, can't feel my limbs

Fuckin' bitches, I keep me two set of twins

Spark a blunt light one up just for me and twin

High as hell, pop a ton I can't feel my skin

High-class Milan, crocodile skin, Under Armour Balenciaga, young **** trim

All these demons, I'm seein' they make it hard to win

Hey, Rockstar jeans and Chrome Heart fabrics on me

Bad bitches, yeah, they love to top me, sippin' muddy on a private island

Smokin' doja, baby I can't stop it, double C she want it then I cop it

Demons round me, so I keep Gen5 on me

High-class fashion, new bitch bad, yeah, my old bitch tragic

Smokin' dope, pushin' Vs in the rain, I might crash the whip

Flew to Spain, talked to Sosa for a couple bricks