[Zwrotka 1: Malik Montana]
Ja chcę tylko głowę, ja nie chcę jej ręki
Neony w podłodze w moim aucie tak jak spaceship
50k na sobie i to bez biżuterii
Wychodzę z Bottegi, siatki zielone jak Kermit
Wchodzę w nią, tak jakbym wchodził na basenie w klapki
Playboy tak jak Carti
Ładna z buzi jest, ale ma płaski bagażnik
Wydzwaniaj koleżanki
Ona pije do dna i nie chce popity
W domu czeka jej chłopak i słucha mej muzyki
Ona pije do dna i nie chce popity
Szuka coś do nosa, pytaj czy kokainki
Baby, to jest Van Cleef, baby, to jest AP
Czterolistne koniczyny tak jak Boston Celtics
Na szyi ma łańcuch, a na nim bagietki
Prezydencki Rolex z tarczą niebieską jak Smerfy
[Zwrotka 2: Rowdy Rebel]
Presidential Rollie on me, nigga, fuck that AP
Even though she classy and she rachet, she gon' date me
Even if the plan was to make two, I made three
Put twenty on her teeth and tell her, "Smile," baby, say cheese
Yeah, she bad and rachet, that's the type of shit I like
If that pussy tight, I'll fuck around and change your life
She do that shit I like and she don't make me tell her twice
Fuck her then buy her Chanel, I get that pussy hype
I keep real killers, they gon' kill for sure, so close that backdoor
I take painkillers, when I take these drugs, that's when I blast off
Bitch, I ain't your main nigga, bitch, don't call me boo, carry your lil' ass on
I'm the same nigga, when they tell me shoot, that's when I flame on you
I'm just a rich nigga from the hood up to no good still
Got out my label, got in my bag, got me a good deal
I keep that Drac' in that front seat, I wish you would steal
I call Don, she hit up Johnny, got me some new mills
That's how I'm living
Ja chcę tylko głowę, ja nie chcę jej ręki
Neony w podłodze w moim aucie tak jak spaceship
50k na sobie i to bez biżuterii
Wychodzę z Bottegi, siatki zielone jak Kermit
Wchodzę w nią, tak jakbym wchodził na basenie w klapki
Playboy tak jak Carti
Ładna z buzi jest, ale ma płaski bagażnik
Wydzwaniaj koleżanki
Ona pije do dna i nie chce popity
W domu czeka jej chłopak i słucha mej muzyki
Ona pije do dna i nie chce popity
Szuka coś do nosa, pytaj czy kokainki
Baby, to jest Van Cleef, baby, to jest AP
Czterolistne koniczyny tak jak Boston Celtics
Na szyi ma łańcuch, a na nim bagietki
Prezydencki Rolex z tarczą niebieską jak Smerfy
[Zwrotka 2: Rowdy Rebel]
Presidential Rollie on me, nigga, fuck that AP
Even though she classy and she rachet, she gon' date me
Even if the plan was to make two, I made three
Put twenty on her teeth and tell her, "Smile," baby, say cheese
Yeah, she bad and rachet, that's the type of shit I like
If that pussy tight, I'll fuck around and change your life
She do that shit I like and she don't make me tell her twice
Fuck her then buy her Chanel, I get that pussy hype
I keep real killers, they gon' kill for sure, so close that backdoor
I take painkillers, when I take these drugs, that's when I blast off
Bitch, I ain't your main nigga, bitch, don't call me boo, carry your lil' ass on
I'm the same nigga, when they tell me shoot, that's when I flame on you
I'm just a rich nigga from the hood up to no good still
Got out my label, got in my bag, got me a good deal
I keep that Drac' in that front seat, I wish you would steal
I call Don, she hit up Johnny, got me some new mills
That's how I'm living
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