[Intro]
Couple racks on me
I just left—, and got a couple racks on me
And got a couple racks on me, uh
Uh, uh
[Pre-Chorus]
I just left Saks, got a couple racks on me
I just left Spain and brought a couple broads with me
I got some fire to blow him back
Blow him back, blow him back
All this thrax got me thwacked
Got me thwacked, got me thwacked, yeah (Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid)
[Chirus]
Stiflin', stiflin', flexin' and finessin'
Actin' like he tough, then we gon' teach that boy a lesson
Yes, ma'am, yes, ma'am
Fucked her on the webcam
My lil' bitch got OnlyFans
She say she my biggest fan
[Verse]
Flexin' don't impress hеr
The way I'm movin' stress her
Blеss me, baby, bless me, baby
For wantin' her, you must be crazy
I got a XD, no suppressor
She gon' need a hair dresser
After one night, didn't text her
I ain't stayin' to caress her (No, no)
Uh, excuse my French, it don't take much to fuck these hoes
Countin' a big check, Christian Dior on my clothes
Ayy, fuck that ho, I'll take her to dd's DISCOUNTS Fashion
Bitch, I came in with them dollars, I love money with a passion
Money fallin' down like the goddamn rain (Goddamn rain)
Swervin' through these lanes, dodgin' in and out of traffic
I might want you here, check yo' phone 'cause I might tap it
Don't you disappear, gave my all and ain't shit happen
Couple racks on me
I just left—, and got a couple racks on me
And got a couple racks on me, uh
Uh, uh
[Pre-Chorus]
I just left Saks, got a couple racks on me
I just left Spain and brought a couple broads with me
I got some fire to blow him back
Blow him back, blow him back
All this thrax got me thwacked
Got me thwacked, got me thwacked, yeah (Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid)
[Chirus]
Stiflin', stiflin', flexin' and finessin'
Actin' like he tough, then we gon' teach that boy a lesson
Yes, ma'am, yes, ma'am
Fucked her on the webcam
My lil' bitch got OnlyFans
She say she my biggest fan
[Verse]
Flexin' don't impress hеr
The way I'm movin' stress her
Blеss me, baby, bless me, baby
For wantin' her, you must be crazy
I got a XD, no suppressor
She gon' need a hair dresser
After one night, didn't text her
I ain't stayin' to caress her (No, no)
Uh, excuse my French, it don't take much to fuck these hoes
Countin' a big check, Christian Dior on my clothes
Ayy, fuck that ho, I'll take her to dd's DISCOUNTS Fashion
Bitch, I came in with them dollars, I love money with a passion
Money fallin' down like the goddamn rain (Goddamn rain)
Swervin' through these lanes, dodgin' in and out of traffic
I might want you here, check yo' phone 'cause I might tap it
Don't you disappear, gave my all and ain't shit happen
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