Rich N Turnt Summrs & Desire

[Chorus: Summrs]
I got two sticks on me bitch (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)
I can't let a nigga split my shit
I just turnt up and got rich, yeah
Fell in love with these sticks
You'll never catch me in no Ricks
My wrist lit, Audemars Piguet up on my shit
Two-tone Patek froze, Urus truck swole
And my pockets swole (Double R, Bird Business, brr)
Slidin' in a four-door, I just turnt up on my ex ho
I just bought Kayb a pole, I'm turnt up at his show
I'm like "Motherfuck the PO"
Dicks watchin' us like its HBO
Neck on froze, wrist on froze, H2O
I can't trust no ho
Drop my partner? Ain't how it go (Go)

[Verse 1: Desire]
Got my wrist on froze, rockin' out my show with a dirty pole
And my niggas take watches, actin' like the Grinch, takin' they stones
I'm in love with the Roxy, I can feel thirty mgs through my bones
Double cup fillеd with toxins, I been eatin' on that good-good teriyaki
I'm finna cook, hibachi
Mike Amiri my jеans, don't do Versace
Bitch, I just dropped a deposit
I'm still the same young nigga, dropped outta college
And bitch I just do what I'm 'posed to
Sippin' good-good drank I ain't got a coaster
I'm the one havin' the motion
Big-ass fuckin' rod, it ain't got no holster