[Intro: Lil Vada]
Ayy (MIG goin' crazy)
[Chorus: Lil Vada]
Walked in fly as hell, bitch, I don't need no stylist (No stylist)
Bad bitch, pretty feet, her toes is white and polished (White and polished)
Ten seats on the jet, we out here flyin' private (Private)
I need you tonight, I know I cannot hide it
Walked in fly as hell, bitch, I don't need no stylist (No stylist)
Bad bitch, pretty feet, her toes is white and polished (They polished)
Ten seats on the jet, we out here flyin' private (Private)
I need you tonight, I know I cannot hide it
[Verse 1: Lil Vada]
Ayy, outfit designer, I do not got me no time for a stylist (Time for a stylist)
Ayy, take her to Kaiser, baby was breakin' her back tryna ride it (Take her to Kaiser)
No breakin' the rules, this bitch do whatever I say when I speak to the bitch like I'm Simon
Ayy, breakin' her down like science, diggin' the bitch like science (Like science, ayy)
Ayy, Balenciaga, size forty-five, I be stylin' me up (Baow)
Walk inside Neiman Marcus with a hundred thousand in my pocket, I'm buyin' it up
Hop in a Lamborghini, this a top speed, if he drivin', I'm passin' him up (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ice Spice, I came with a munch, top shelf, I came with a bunch (Ayy)
Walk inside Ruth Chris with Gucci shoes and two-tone Rolex (What the fuck?)
Hennessy inside my cup, but the inside hers is Möet (Hers is Möet)
She said I can't fuck no more, she lied, so let's have more sex (This bitch lied)
Right now, missionary, I'ma make you touch your toe next (Vada in this bitch)
They tryna box me in, but I keep comin' with new styles (Bah, bah, bah)
Ayy, half of the year, I'm three hits in, now they wanna fuck on the crew now (I'm three hits in)
If it's rush hour, I'm squabblin' up with gentiles (You already know)
Log in to my bank app, some racks just hit now (I got racks)
Ayy, I don't need no stylist (Stylist)
I drop off the Hellcat, wanna ride Benz (Wanna ride, skrrt)
Catch me slidin' on Rodeo with my white friends (With my white friends)
Lil Vada in this bitch, yeah, I'm a prize, bitch (Prize, bitch)
[Chorus: Lil Vada]
Walked in fly as hell, bitch, I don't need no stylist (No stylist)
Bad bitch, pretty feet, her toes is white and polished (White and polished)
Ten seats on the jet, we out here flyin' private (Private)
I need you tonight, I know I cannot hide it (MIG goin' crazy)
Walked in fly as hell, bitch, I don't need no stylist (No stylist)
Bad bitch, pretty feet, her toes is white and polished (They polished)
Ten seats on the jet, we out here flyin' private (Private)
I need you tonight, I know I cannot hide it
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Pull up to this bitch, I'm in a lowrider
Ain't no one on my flight, my shit is so private
I be all myself, don't be with nobody
And I might fuck your bitch, won't no one know 'bout it
And I might pull off skrrtin' in a whip with all my copilots
Only smokin' on that kill, all my pounds come with toe tags
I was twenty-three, diamond chain and a Rolex
Runnin' game on these bitches, I don't never pay for no sex
Runnin' game on these police, pushin' pounds out of state
Runnin' up all my numbers, skinny nigga, lotta weight
Runnin' up to the plug like, "Nigga, give me," I don't wait
Runnin' with all my dogs, if he act up, we make it shake
Don't never hesitate, I need my money now
Breakfast is steak and eggs, dinner is Mr. Chow
Take me a couple shrooms, sittin' back with a smile
My car go vroom-vroom, my chains go bling-blaow, haha
[Chorus: Lil Vada]
Walked in fly as hell, bitch, I don't need no stylist (No stylist)
Bad bitch, pretty feet, her toes is white and polished (White and polished)
Ten seats on the jet, we out here flyin' private (Private)
I need you tonight, I know I cannot hide it
Walked in fly as hell, bitch, I don't need no stylist (No stylist)
Bad bitch, pretty feet, her toes is white and polished (They polished)
Ten seats on the jet, we out here flyin' private (Private)
I need you tonight, I know I cannot hide it
