It depends, rockin' Number (N)ine, but I swear this bitch a ten

Talkin' shit online, but in real life, he a fan

Worried 'bout my life? Pussy, worry about some bands

Make a ho my wife, when she get down, she gon' dance (Yeah, he 'bout it)

So high, must got me in a trance

So fly, I took a jet to France

You know I put Mason on the pants

I'm talking Mason Margiela (Slatt)

I'm so fly like a fuckin' propeller

Pull out some racks when I went to the teller (Oh)

I catch her cheatin', then I just might kill her

Robbin' the plug, shout out my dealer (Skrrt)

I ain't go to prom, I was busy counting checks (Yeah, yeah)

We be off the 9, only hit it for the sex (Fuck)

Get that boy runnin' like he playin' for the Jets (Boom)

Labels all stuntin' when they see me, say I'm next (Yeah)

It depends, rockin' Number (N)ine, but I swear this bitch a ten

Talkin' shit online, but in real life, he a fan

Worried 'bout my life? Pussy, worry about some bands

Make a ho my wife, when she get down, she gon' dance

VIP, I'm finna go dumb

If a **** want some smoke, we make him go numb

Keep on suckin' on my shit, I'm finna go cum (What?)

Hundred thousand in my pockets, you a real bum (Go)

Slime a **** out, he callin' me a real scum (His shawty, fuck)

Lil Tay, I'm the youngest flexer

Swear this bitch talk too much just like Alexa

Wipe a **** nose like he sneeze, I'ma bless ya (Bless, blessed)

Blowin' up my phone, DND, I don't text her

We got pistols on deck

But if a **** want some smoke, I'll punch him in his chest

I ain't leave, I'm runnin' school, I would pull up just to flex

Make them bands off my laptop because I finesse

It depends, rockin' Number (N)ine, but I swear this bitch a ten

Talkin' shit online, but in real life, he a fan

Worried 'bout my life? Pussy, worry about some bands

Make a ho my wife, when she get down, she gon' dance