Darling

[Hook: Foo Fighters-Wiz Khalifa edit]

She took me to her castle

And I couldn't believe my eyes

She had so many vices

Everything that money could buy

She said sign your name on the dotted line

The lights went out and Lola started to grind

[Verse 1: Lola Monroe]

Where y'all bitches learn your manners

Bow down this is royalty

Soon to be empire, a dynasty, [?]

Loyalty over riches, business over bitches

[?] on the ends

So wash the dishes over ditches

Saved a couple broad

And made bitches, maid bitches

Went from green to green

With envy to shade switches

And the haters can't applaud you

They appalled by success

So dear suckers I vow to forever offend you

The lowest form of life, I could never commend you

Them condescending souls will never ascend through

So I pray for my enemies and only fear God

When Garfield call they'll have 'em prayin' dear God

Bitch I'm bossed up

Check the cash that they toss up

Get the stack back

What it cost, huh?

Doubleback that

Everybody wanna be somebody

But never been themselves

I'm beastin' bitches till I body what made 'em deceit themselves

[Hook: Foo Fighters-Wiz Khalifa edit]

She took me to her castle

And I couldn't believe my eyes

She had so many vices

Everything that money could buy

She said sign your name on the dotted line

The lights went out and Lola started to grind

[Verse 2: Lola Monroe]

Y'all go make me fuck around and go and get brand new

I mean fuck it, fuck it

The coupe brand new

My cash done flipped, now the loot brand new

Buy Versace, Giussepe, stacking it (Can you?)

I be's on that Boss shit, Maybach, talk shit

That I don't gotta ask what the shoe cost shit

Awww shit, made her put pussy for auction

Combatin' with my money should never have been a option

I spit in a padded room

My swag escape the mad house

My closet goin' schizo

I see why these bitches bad mouth

Me, in the contrast

You're nothin’

[?]

You bluffin'

It's DC till the death of me

Where the fuck the referee?

Got "Slip Knot" for these rookies

And some shirts that read "In memory"

Hah, I ain't a illa' bitch alive

They need a bow down when the realer bitch arrive

[Hook: Foo Fighters-Wiz Khalifa edit]

She took me to her castle

And I couldn't believe my eyes

She had so many vices

Everything that money could buy

She said sign your name on the dotted line

The lights went out and Lola started to grind