TWPL

[Verse 1: Drelli]

Ay, this bitch got a Xan in her system

I’m in the back of an Uber, I’m double cup sippin’

Baby my stans be Raf Simons

Pianos, I’m heavily bussin’

Trapping with keys in these APC jeans

And this Maui I blow be designer

Boof in the air and I’m hot as a sauna

Ay ay, my niggas’ll rob you, they not with the drama

If she on her period I’m counting these commas

My phone line is constantly chirping

Finessing my old head for bread and it’s working, ay

[Hook: Drelli]

Step to the left then I dab

Dripped up in sauce when I pass with my (niggas)

Ay, leaving with shorty, she bad

So tonight I cannot fuck with you (niggas)

Ay, designer my feet and my teeth made of gold

Designer my weed, I’ma blow

LORDFUBU my plug on the low

(LORDFUBU pluggin on the low?)

Yeah LORDFUBU plug me up for sure

I drop the top with my (niggas)

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay ay