Hook:
I walk in the club and the groupies they flocking they know I'm a boss
They tell me I'm s**y they grabbing my shirt and they ripping it off
These hoes all on me
Yeah yeah
These hoes all on me
Yeah yeah (x2)
Verse 1:
She say holy moly
I can smell the OG
She took one look at my rolly
She was all up on me
Is it cause I'm young and wealthy?
Is it cause I'm buzzin?
Rest In Peace to Julia you was like my little cousin
I pull up it might be a Beamer or wraith
Right in the pa**enger seat is my K
I got some shooter I swear they gone spray
I'm smoking gelato come straight from the bay
I might just go out it right on her face
Ooh, you wildin for that
KOD we was on Mollys for that
You want me to show up need stacks for that
Flipping The pack like an acrobat
Balling forever and that's a fact
Supreme all on my body
Never gonnna hire a stylist
Blowing up like Kamikaze
Fogging out the Maserati these b**hes on my and they wilding
Yeah yeah yeah
[Hook x2]
Verse 2:
Bag it then I tag it
Y'all can f**ing have it
I ain't even 21 baby but I'm a savage
I been running through the paper like I'm on the ballot
Boy I think we got another one that's word to Khaled
These groupies they crazy they flashing they titties
Cole to your city we got that b**h litty
I'm in miami I'm chasing that Grammy that's word to my momma
And word to my granny
Now that I'm buzzing they act like they know me
That chain on my neck is a motherf**ing trophy
Sipping that purple that red and that yellow
Fading away I feel like Carmelo
Riding the foreign right through the ghetto
Papers and leafs I don't smoke cigarillo
Gee Money told me it only get better
Gee Money told me it only get better
Blowing up like kamikaze
Fogging out the Maserati
These b**hes on me and they wilding
Yeah yeah yeah
[Hook x2]