When we do
Gala Department out down in my socks on a three-level yacht with some bottles of drink
Leavin' a lot on the way to the bank, leavin' a lot on the way to the bank
Big body smell like a pound of gelati, I made a pit stop with some Zyne in my tank
A Birkin bag, hold a biscotti, my p*** got a natural body, it's not what you think
Switchin' my vehicle, switchin' my lawn, not trickin' on, just tippin' my driver
Find me a plug out of town with the gas, I'ma cop me a batch at the city on fire
Crossin' the border with Dora, explore my d*** wider than Lizzie McGuire
Doggin' a sale with a miniature Bible, wrote it in tail so I send him a wire
Wider than Jennifer Lawrence, the hair on Michael B. Jordan is tan
Eight hundred horses inside of the motor, I'll pull up on n***a, sound like the Klan
We got a spot in the ceiling where we behind workin' the work, you just unscrew the fan
Curbs I pick up just like Walmart, shop in center, thank you, come again
Flippin' a Bentley, got tired of my sofa, I gave him a day off for work and some rest
I need a Drake type of deal at the minimum, 100 mils, we finna purchase a jet
Boss out, all out, servin', collect, big 30 on the road
Me ain't a purplish vet, I really got rich, y'all p***s
That's the best choice, boy, tell him I ain't the first at that
Ridin' in the S6, 560 degrees, I need me a turtleneck
Google myself on work for check, you can hate on me, but this just ain't gon' work
It's gon' be the reverse effect, Maybach red and curtains eject
Penthouse high with a turbulent set, you broke out here, you'll alert the wrecks
I might boat up and go burgundy lake, she say I'm ungrateful
Cause I made her take all the beriberi back, sippin' on drink, I'm gettin' purposely fat
My money real need to be purchased, I'ma go to the bank, I'ma go to the bank
You won't wanna walk in my shoes or put on my clothes, my shirt is a wreck
Sellin' blue jeans like we workin' at ***, push a new Bentley, I blew out my motor
Servin' my daddy, now I'm a little older, neighbors got mad, they complain about the odor
Rockin' chinchilla, it chill on my shoulders, save all the shake and pay rent with the overs
The blues go for 42 in Dakota, find out she stealin' my money, I'ma choke her
Ridin' in the back of the Benz like Oprah
Gala department, I dye my socks on a three-level yacht with some bottles of drink
Leavin' a lot on the way to the bank, leavin' a lot on the way to the bank
Gala department, I dye my socks on a three-level yacht with some bottles of drink
Big body smell like a pound of gelati, I made a pit stop with some Zara in my tank
A Birkin bag holdin' biscotti, my b***h got a natural body
Everyday we can go eat Mr. Chavez, sometime I sit back and just eat him some noodles
Ride with the girl and the boy in the back of the police, pull over the car, it's a Uber
Regular in your cigar, it's a hookah, yellow b***h washin' my car with a looper
Flyin' in a rocket, I doubt they gon' nuke us, ran to my guap and went by the bazooka
Gala department, I dye my socks on a three-level yacht with some bottles of drink