LUXURY LIFE (Sped Up)

[Intro: Coi Leray]

Yeah

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes & Coi Leray]

Ayy, you gon' hold me down, mama?

Best believe in me, daddy, now what you 'bout to do?

Secure another win just to bring it back and empower you

The other dude I was with— We ain't talkin' about that coward, boo

'Cause you my little sis', so don't turn the pussy to sour fruit

Never that, let me rap, fuck the cap

'Cause girls is players too, remember that?

Yeah, you know just how to act

Oh, yeah, you learned from the best, so that's a fact

If a nigga violate you, I'ma black

Be cautious

Was raised by teachers that was flawless

We 'bout to make 'em nauseous

Forget about the flaws, you know I'm gorgeous

Talk that shit (Yeah)

Love it when I talk my shit (Mhm)

You know just who the boss is

We got a lot

Peep the way these niggas fuckin' with the bop

Pray on our downfall like we supposed to stop

Shit is funny, right?

How we get money like

In indescribable ways they can't copy

You niggas know my body

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Coi Leray, Both]

Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots

'Cause we gon' spend whatever

Luxury life, we livin' over the top

No one can do it better

They try to reject, so I ain't never alone

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes & Coi Leray]

Yo, every time that I touch it, you know it's flammable

The game that I be feedin' you, hope you got some collateral

The way I function, you tryna figure out my mechanicals

Fuck flowers, it's time to give me the whole botanical

See, when I pull up and park in the intersection

When you see me, you supposed to see yourself in my reflection

The sunlight reflectin' off the moon, if you don't mention

Me as one of the greatest, your train of thought is no exception (Mmm)

[Verse 3: Coi Leray]

Come on, Busta, I'm immaculate

The way I'm attackin', these bitches trackin' it

They askin' how I'm havin' it

Put numbers on the board, Billboard, that's where I'm trappin' at

Big plaques, platinum and gold, up in my habitat

Living my best life, why they mad at that?

Already went number one, yeah, they could have it back

I don't even drive, I just sit and roll up in the back

He wanna get high, then slide up up in this kitty cat

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes, Coi Leray, Both]

Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots

'Cause we gon' spend whatever

Luxury life, we livin' over the top

No one can do it better

They try to reject, so I ain't never alone

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone