Wingz

[Chorus]

Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too

Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice

She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey

I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce

Not on my roster, but she my recruit

Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)

[Verse 1]

Fuck with me, it's a money way

Never took an L, feel like money made

I'm servin' looks since servin' base

They gon' push it back when I'm runnin' late

The girl is mine

I'm tied, but I'm gettin' dollar signs

Backseat head on the driver's side

My rating on my Nobu would never be five, yeah

Rockin' all black, CDG on my back

Dr. Umar would be proud of my ass

Literally put my city on the map

I feel like I'm Gucci without all the straps

Stick to the facts, I do not cap

Watchin' her—, makin' it clap

Yeah, that's my stink

Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true

[Chorus]

Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too

Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice

She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey

I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce

Not on my roster, but she my recruit

Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)

[Verse 2]

Ha-ha, the rent will wait

I'm beatin' it up like a 808

Thank God I can rap, can't do NBA

Real nigga get money like T.D. Jakes

I'm Dirty Mackin' like Hussein

I took his bitch, that's the ball game

It's a cold, cold world like Jermaine

Me and John got babies in Brisbane (True)

And I smoke my weed by the pound (Yeah)

Bumpin' JAY-Z with the top down (Yeah)

Ridin' 'round my town with a crown (Uh-huh)

Am I rain? Am I thunder?

But like three, I keep umbrella

I'm off two tabs at Coachella

Cryin' to Jai Paul with my fellas, true

[Chorus]

Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too

Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice

She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey

I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce

Not on my roster, but she my recruit

Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)

[Outro]

They tellin' me to come to Brazil (They are)

I might fuck 'round and just might come to Brazil (I might)

Shawty backseat look like Aaliyah off a pill (She do)

Gonna sip this gin for my bitch, that's my stink

Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true

Huh, whip, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah)