[Chorus: Takeoff & Rich the Kid]
Cookie bag flavor, that's my fragrance (Types of cookie)
What's the point of cuffin' hoes? They ain't faithful (What's the point?)
Ghostride the Wraith, 'Rari just for racin' (Skrrt, Rolls or the 'Rari)
I can't wait 'cause I ain't got patience (I'm sorry)
And my bitch is bad, I can't do no basics (She bad, bad)
Travel 'round the world, leaving traces (Yeah, whew)
At the show, they rage, it's outrageous (Huh? Rage)
They be throwing shade, they so shady (Rich)

[Verse 1: Rich the Kid]
You a punk (You a punk), don't touch my cup (Don't touch my cup)
Ice it up, she wan' fuck (She wan' fuck), huh
You goin' out sad today (Sad)
She might get a bag today (Might get a bag)
Ooh, I just might break the safe (Safe)
I just matte-blacked the Wraith (Skrrt)
It was just me and Take' (Take')
Was a whole lot of cash to make (To make)
I'm in the club with a rocket (Rocket)
The racks are stuffed in my pocket (Racks)
In my new coupe (Skrrt), it's a new boot
Mixin' the Cookie with Sherbet
Too many diamonds, I'm making 'em nervous (Ice)
Got my cash right (Right)
We sip Act' right (Act')
Niggas still hatin' (Hatin')
Thought I wouldn't make it (Woah)
Call up the plug, he waiting (Plug, he waitin')
Cookie bag got it stankin' (Stankin')
Rich nigga, I was patient (Patient)
Bitches all different flavors (Huh?)
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