[Intro: ATL Jacob & BIG30]
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
She like—
You got a Tesla pill and Casamigos (Uh-huh)
Know I'm sayin’? Like, you think they'd let us in? (Uh-huh)
Finna get there soon
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy
Yeah, ayy, yeah
[Verse 1: ATL Jacob & BIG30]
Every girl around me got a job, clean these dishes, ayy
I bought five new chains and five new rings for my bitches, ayy (Let's go)
Yes, I got a problem, it’s how I spend my Benjis, ayy (Facts)
30 popped a 30, got these bitches playing tennis, ayy (Blrrrd)
I talk 'bout these millions, stay up out my business, ayy
I had my Brazilian DM my Canadian
Ayy, she higher than an alien like she can't feel hеr face again (On God)
Ayy, my ex be out hеre talking like she lit or somethin', uh-huh
I just put ten rackies on my fit or somethin', uh-huh
Right up on your head, you better think of somethin', uh-huh (Ay, ay)
Tesla Casamigos, better drink you some, uh-huh (Let's go)
[Chorus: ATL Jacob, BIG30 & Both]
I lost track of time, damn near blew a dime, uh-huh
All my bitches friends, that might blow your mind, uh-huh
Ayy, diamonds on the chain, I made her one of mines, uh-huh
After we fuck, I give her cash, never got the time, uh-huh
Ayy, I swap out my whips, you can't spot me out, uh-huh
Lil’ bitch turned me down in school, tryna top me now, uh-huh
Ayy, I go tip the waitress with a bust down, uh-huh
Got a preacher kid, she saved, but she cuss now, uh-huh (Blrrrd, blrrrd, yeah)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
She like—
You got a Tesla pill and Casamigos (Uh-huh)
Know I'm sayin’? Like, you think they'd let us in? (Uh-huh)
Finna get there soon
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy
Yeah, ayy, yeah
[Verse 1: ATL Jacob & BIG30]
Every girl around me got a job, clean these dishes, ayy
I bought five new chains and five new rings for my bitches, ayy (Let's go)
Yes, I got a problem, it’s how I spend my Benjis, ayy (Facts)
30 popped a 30, got these bitches playing tennis, ayy (Blrrrd)
I talk 'bout these millions, stay up out my business, ayy
I had my Brazilian DM my Canadian
Ayy, she higher than an alien like she can't feel hеr face again (On God)
Ayy, my ex be out hеre talking like she lit or somethin', uh-huh
I just put ten rackies on my fit or somethin', uh-huh
Right up on your head, you better think of somethin', uh-huh (Ay, ay)
Tesla Casamigos, better drink you some, uh-huh (Let's go)
[Chorus: ATL Jacob, BIG30 & Both]
I lost track of time, damn near blew a dime, uh-huh
All my bitches friends, that might blow your mind, uh-huh
Ayy, diamonds on the chain, I made her one of mines, uh-huh
After we fuck, I give her cash, never got the time, uh-huh
Ayy, I swap out my whips, you can't spot me out, uh-huh
Lil’ bitch turned me down in school, tryna top me now, uh-huh
Ayy, I go tip the waitress with a bust down, uh-huh
Got a preacher kid, she saved, but she cuss now, uh-huh (Blrrrd, blrrrd, yeah)
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