I´m your motherfuckin´ hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est
Raise a motherfuckin´ flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh
I´m your motherfuckin´ hostess

Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est
Raise a motherfuckin´ flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

You can pop bottles if you want
Givin´ off charm, hangin´ bitches from your arm
So you think you´ve got style, but you don´t
You´re not comin´ in, evеn with your Gucci coat
I´m a-lookin´ at the ice on your throat
Talkin´ so big, boy, I hope you don´t chokе
And you got a little somethin´ on your nose
You ain´t comin´ in, it´s a broke-free zone
Yeah, I know you´re leasing your Lambo
Arms so jacked like you´re Rambo
Yeah, I know you never seen a bankroll (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I know you´re leasing your iPhone, yeah
Play the bad boy, but you´re Santo, yeah
Really think you´re Rocky, but you´re Fat Joe

Scaramouche, do the Mitch fantango

I´m your motherfuckin´ hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est
Raise a motherfuckin´ flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh
I´m your motherfuckin´ hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est
Raise a motherfuckin´ flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

What you gon´ do with these?
Double digits, six figures, ice earrings
What you gon´ do with these?

See me in my story in my villa, uh (Uh, yeah)
I be by the cupboard with the liquor, uh (Uh, yeah)

Queen of the desert like Priscilla, uh (Uh, uh)
No pre-game, no mixer, yeah
Did your mama tell you all the dos and don´ts?
It´s a girls night, shoulda stayed at home
Man, I could really do without your cheap cologne
You could empty out a room with your pheromones
Did your mama tell you all the dos and don´ts?
You can´t even touch me in my Saint Laurent
Tryna catch a bag, but you can´t get stoned
Brag about your boys, but you´re all alone

I´m your motherfuckin´ hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est
Raise a motherfuckin´ flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh
I´m your motherfuckin´ hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est
Raise a motherfuckin´ flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

What you gon´ do with these?
Double digits, six figures, ice earrings
What you gon´ do?