I'm your motherfuckin' hostess, our tens, our tens got the mostess
Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah
Nothing tell your friends where we post it, uh
I'm your motherfuckin' hostess, our tens, our tens got the mostess
Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah
Nothing tell your friends where we post it, uh
You can pop bottles if you want
Give enough time, hangin' bitches from your arms
So you think you got style, but you don't
You're not comin' in, even with your Gucci coat
I'ma look in at the ice on your throat
Tuck it so big, boy, I hope you don't choke
Yeah, you got a little somethin' on your nose
You ain't comin' in, it's a broke free zone
Yeah, I know you're leasing your Lambo
I'm so jacked like your Rambo
Yeah, I know you never seen a bankroll
Yeah, I know you're leasing your iPhone
Play the bad boy, but you're sent to
Really think you're Rocky, but you're Fat Joe
Scarin' moves through the Mitch Fentangle
I'm your motherfuckin' hostess, our tens, our tens got the mostess
Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah
Nothing tell your friends where we post it, uh
I'm your motherfuckin' hostess, our tens, our tens got the mostess
Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah
Nothing tell your friends where we post it
Go finish, go trimmins, go simmers
What you gon' do with these?
Double digits, six figures, ice earrings
What you gon' do with these?
See me in my story in my villa
I be by the cupboard with the liquor
Queen of the desert like Priscilla
No pregame, no mixer, yeah
Did your mama tell you all the do's and don'ts?
It's a girl's night, you should've stayed out
I could really do it like a cheap cologne
Empty out a room with your pheromones
Did your mama tell you all the do's and don'ts?
You can't even touch me in my cello
Tryna get you bad, but you can't get stoned
Brag about your boys, but you're all alone
I'm your motherfuckin' hostess, our tens, our tens got the mostess
Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
I'm your motherfuckin' hostess, our tens, our tens got the mostess
Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted