text: Look, my niggas all bad, my niggas all real
  I ride on his dick in some big tall heels
  Big fat checks, big large bills
  Front, Ill flip like ten cartwheels
  Cold ass nigga, I give broads chills
  Ten different looks and my looks all kill
  I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
  He eat in the car, thats meals on wheels 
  I was born to flex 
  Diamonds on my neck
  I like boardin jets, I like mornin sex 
  But nothing in this world that I like more than checks 
  All I really wanna see is the 
  Baby I dont really need the D, I need the 
  All a bad bitch need is the 
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Bustin out the roof
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Touch me, Ill shoot 
  Shake a lil ass 
  Get a little bag and take it to the store 
  Get a little cash 
  Shake it real fast and get a little more 
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Bustin out the roof
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Bustin out the roof 
  I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
  I need room for my legs
  I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
  I need cheese for my egg
  All yall bitches in trouble
  Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
  I heard that Christian went pop
  Yeah, I did go pop 
  Thats me bustin they bubble
  Im Dasani with the drip
  Baby mommy with the clip
  Walk out Follies with a bitch
  Bring a thottie to the whip
  If she fine or she thick, goddamn
  Walkin past the mirror, ooh
  Damn, Im fine 
  Let a bitch try me, boom 
  Hammer time, uh
  I was born to flex 
  Diamonds on my neck
  I like boardin jets, I like mornin sex 
  But nothing in this world that I like more than checks 
  All I really wanna see is the 
  I dont really need the D, I need the 
  All a bad bitch need is the 
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Bustin out the roof
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Touch me, Ill shoot 
  Shake a lil ass 
  Get a little bag and take it to the store 
  Get a little cash 
  Shake it real fast and get a little more 
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Bustin out the roof
  I got bands in the coupe 
  Touch me, Ill shoot 
  Bitch, I will pop on your pops 
  Bitch, I will pop on whoever 
  You know who pop the most shit? 
  The people whose shit not together 
  Youda bet Christian a freak 
  All my pajamas is leather 
  Bitch, I will black on your ass 
  Wakanda forever
  Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
  Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
  Christian at the tip-top, bitch
  Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis 
  Jump it down, back it up 
  Make that nigga put down 2K
  I like my niggas dark like DUSSÉ
  He gonna eat this ass like soufflé
  I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
  I like boardin jets, I like mornin sex
  But nothing in this world that I like more than Christian
  All I really wanna see is the 
  I dont really need the D, I need the 
  All a bad bitch need is the
  C.C.K 
  Money