Hostess

[Chorus]

I'm your motherfuckin' hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est

Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh

I'm your motherfuckin' hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est

Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

[Verse 1]

You can pop bottles if you want

Givin' off charm, hangin' bitches from your arm

So you think you've got style, but you don't

You're not comin' in, evеn with your Gucci coat

I'm a-lookin' at the ice on your throat

Talkin' so big, boy, I hope you don't chokе

And you got a little somethin' on your nose

You ain't comin' in, it's a broke-free zone

Yeah, I know you're leasing your Lambo

Arms so jacked like you're Rambo

Yeah, I know you never seen a bankroll (Ah, ah)

Yeah, I know you're leasing your iPhone, yeah

Play the bad boy, but you're Santo, yeah

Really think you're Rocky, but you're Fat Joe

Scaramouche, do the Mitch fantango

[Chorus]

I'm your motherfuckin' hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est

Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh

I'm your motherfuckin' hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est

Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

[Post-Chorus]

What you gon' do with these?

Double digits, six figures, ice earrings

What you gon' do with these?

[Verse 2]

See me in my story in my villa, uh (Uh, yeah)

I be by the cupboard with the liquor, uh (Uh, yeah)

Queen of the desert like Priscilla, uh (Uh, uh)

No pre-game, no mixer, yeah

Did your mama tell you all the dos and don'ts?

It's a girls night, shoulda stayed at home

Man, I could really do without your cheap cologne

You could empty out a room with your pheromones

Did your mama tell you all the dos and don'ts?

You can't even touch me in my Saint Laurent

Tryna catch a bag, but you can't get stoned

Brag about your boys, but you're all alone

[Chorus]

I'm your motherfuckin' hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est

Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh

I'm your motherfuckin' hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est

Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

[Post-Chorus]

What you gon' do with these?

Double digits, six figures, ice earrings

What you gon' do?