text: That be Maaly Raw
  Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
  Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
  Fashionable killer, ice like the winter, Im puttin you under arrest
  Cuffin a winner, cuff in the winter, princess cut diamonds the best
  Ima remember, give you the world, you my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap
  Trap with a MAC, we just be floatin, and she brings it back to daddy 
  Shirt cost a rack, name on your tat, first class, we pull up to LAX
  I cant go back, brick in my bag, now I come clean like a bath, uh
  She wanna dance
  Meringue my pendant, Pusseno the watch on my hand
  Vegas, Im doin the damage
  Five hundred C-notes thats stacked in my bag
  Coolin my jets, aint Snapchattin pics to look cool on a jet 
  Uber arrived, while you pool to the jects 
  Rick Owen on, Im not new to this dress , super my flex
  Flew to the west, XO the gang, aint no foolin the set 
  Upgraded house, got a pool and a fence 
  Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref, blew in a tech
  Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
  Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
  Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax
  I got birds in the trap
  I got curtains in the back, yeah 
  Put the whole city on my back
  Quarter milli in my bag
  Im goin shoppin when I land, uh
  I fill a Backwood up with weed
  I got a few hoes overseas, uh
  Turned to a car, ride the beat, uh 
  Turbo cant stay off the keys, uh
  Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh 
  Bitch dressin up like a cheap ho
  Seen me count up me some Gs, yeah
  All my sauce covered with Gs, uh
  Cut me a check
  The only ones talkin I know aint a threat
  Im a big boss, I can double the bet
  She mad cause I keep ignorin her texts 
  YSLXO, family til we dead 
  I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed
  Get what you want and you dont gotta beg
  Bean had me geeked so I poured up some red
  Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
  Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy
  I rock Chanel when I flex at banquet
  That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends
  Cant trust these bitches and no more new friends
  Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz
  I got a car and I came from the jects
  I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys
  She say, Te amo, I dont speak no Spanish
  I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet
  Young nigga glamorous, twinkly twink
  Drown in my drip, man, I swear I cant sink
  Fuck at the office off one or two drinks
  Dippin my pen in this company ink
  Need a girl that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, then she brings them back to dad
  Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks
  Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy