[Mitchel Cave] Cuban link, diamond cross I got a Spanish chiquita "No habla inglés", not at all, no Cut up three lines like Adidas She clean that shit up with her nose And I got a kilo, no Kilimanjaro Baby, just a mountain of coke
[Mitchel Cave] Ooh, mami, this a new ´Rari Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner Then she bent it for me sideways, uh I might have to fuck her on the highway, yeah Uh, woah Ooh, mami, I got blue Molly
I throw Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami Bitch, I´m fuckin´ styling, yuh I might say I love her, but I´m lying, yeah Yeah, woah
[Mitchel Cave & Maggie Lindemann] Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, no, no, no, oh Yuh
[Maggie Lindemann] Bend it over slow ´cause daddy I know how you like it Backseat of the ´Rari pullin´ over just to ride it Make you get down on your knees Can´t always havе what you please This bitch ain´t comin´ for free
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah Sippin´ on vodka, let´s go hit thе slopes Drippin´ in Prada, get caught up in the snow Bonnie and Clyde, you know I carry a knife You should be scared for your life ´Cause you know I don´t play nice
[Mitchel Cave & Maggie Lindemann] Ooh, mami, this a new ´Rari Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner Now, now bend it for me sideways, uh I might have to fuck her on the highway, yeah Yeah, woah
[Mitchel Cave] Ooh, oh my I don´t wanna take this call I´m too high; red eyes
She might even take the fall if I ask her Baby, pop it backwards Acting extra, but she never been an actress, yeah Ah, shit Oh, yeah, yeah-ah-ah-ah, woah Oh, yeah, yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah-ah-ah-ah Oh, shit
[ Mitchel Cave] I said, I said, "Ooh mami, this a new ´Rari" Bitch, I´m fuckin´ styling, I don´t need no stylist All of my dogs, they be wildin´
[Mitchel Cave] Shit Fuck a double date
Double-down on everything I say You can bring your friend, but she don´t get to stay Guarantee she´ll end up leaving anyway Never play, dog, watch out Dark flames when my doors swing out Switch lanes on a one-way route Switchblade make your blood pour out Make it rain in a drought Hop in, hop out Motherfucker, get down when I say, "Down" Brown duffle bag, I fill it up with 30 clip rounds Drop shit, pop wheelies; fuck a breakdown I don´t give a Bitch, I´ma slide either way Please do not try me today I see the static from a mile away
She wanna fuck me, "Okay" She wanna know how it tastes
[ Mitchel Cave] Yuh, yuh Fuck all that talking, I´m restless, yuh I pray that I don´t get arrested Pray that she wake up for breakfast Pray that she wake up for breakfast