[Intro: Young Adz]
Yeah
[Chorus: Young Adz]
Yeah, I'm a rockstar in designer
If I do a show, I get the .9 in
Wait your turn, it's just timin' (Blrrd, time)
Feed the bitch meat, like I'm Salt Bae (Blrrd)
I was in the trap all-day
Six for fifth in the hallway
This bitch is amazin'
Can't bring hoes to the crib (Mhm-mhm), dangerous (Ski, ski)
Trappin' under surveillance (Ski, ski)
Put the ho in a first-class seat, in-flight entertainment
[Verse 1: K-Trap]
Performantes and competitions, still want a car with the extra pipes (Full to the brizz)
I just hope that they test me that they don't testify (Uh)
G-Wag' got a roar like a lion (Neowm)
Skelly Pirelli the tyrеs (Tyres)
Grown, I'm sendin' a wire (Huh)
Still got a thousand and еight by the fire (Fuckin')
Outrageous one on the 'Gram, I sent her own picture to her (You know)
So interested, and I got a plan, I'm gonna pitch it to her (You know)
Private shoppin', I got Ricks and Bottega on a rail (Rail)
Fly out your girl (Girl), fuck around, get her Rimowa as well (Huh)
Bro got touched, we was stressin' (Argh), but nothin' short of a blessin' (No)
You know what I'm sayin'? (Sayin')
You know we ain't playin', see him and stretch them (Baow)
Workrate next to nish (Nish), gang got the get-back quick (We did)
Girl, you can leave the VIP, but you ain't gonna get back in (Sorry)
[Chorus: Young Adz]
Yeah (Ski, ski), yeah, I'm a rockstar in designer (Ski, ski)
If I do a show, I get the .9 in
Wait your turn, it's just timin' (Ski, ski, time)
Feed the bitch meat like, I'm Salt Bae
I was in the trap all-day
Six for fifth in the hallway (Skrrt, skrrt)
This bitch is amazin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Can't bring hoes to the crib (Mhm-mhm), dangerous (Ski, ski)
Trappin' under surveillance
Put the ho in a first-class seat, in-flight entertainment
[Verse 2: Dirtbike LB]
She wanna study in the back of the Culli', I'm slidin' through Hammersmith (Neowm)
So many hammers on my block, I don't even know who the hammer's with (I did)
I stand on my business, I been on my feet, so you know, ho, I'm standin' well
I starved in the street, got scars from the streets so now I'm just balancin'
Old beef, he won't dead it, she got the Van Cleef on my debit (On the debit)
'Rarri, Jeep, I'm gon' get it
If you buyin' the dreams then nigga's will sell it (Mhm)
My life's a movie, no edit
She post the 'Gram with no edit (Mhm)
The strip is a warzone, there ain't no self-revivin', there ain't no medics
I'm puttin' gorillas on rosters
They're actin', they're needin' their Oscars
The mids, they came with insurance, so if they don't land, they really won't cost us (Haha)
The link weren't strong enough, it went wrong as fuck, so I think they lost us (Lost us)
Fifty-nine eighties, open work AP's, I got options
[Chorus: Young Adz]
Yeah (Neowm, neowm), yeah, I'm a rockstar in designer (Ski, ski)
If I do a show, I get the .9 in
Wait your turn, it's just timin' (Ski, ski, time)
Feed the bitch meat, like I'm Salt Bae
I was in the trap all-day
Six for fifth in the hallway (Skrrt, skrrt)
This bitch is amazin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Can't bring hoes to the crib (Mhm-mhm), dangerous (Ski, ski)
Trappin' under surveillance
Put the ho in a first-class seat, in-flight entertainment
