(Man, I gotta lay off the peyote)
(Khaliel)
Let me see your  Let me see your wrist
Now look at my wrist
Now you know damn well you ain´t gon´ shine hard as me, girl

Nah, you fresh though, I ain´t gon´ lie
I see you with your Balenciagas on and
I got both pair too
I told ´em, I was like

Ooh-ooh-ooh
She still with me and don´t need me, need me
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, she fuck me like she need me, need me

Patek on you and I got her one too, yeah, okay
I see Dior what you rockin´ and she done bought me Jimmy Choo
Foreign coupe, smashin´ in the lane, baby, yeah, yeah
Two for two, numbers in my head, I´m the trap kid
Bad bitch, bend her over, get your back bent
Maxin´ off lean, relaxin´, still I´m not bad built

She want me to take care of her through the whole year
Throne me, I get it on here, I don´t belong here

Ooh-ooh-ooh
She still with me and don´t need me, need me
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, she fuck me like she need me, need me

Come and get on top
And don´t stop, oh
This when I go deeper
Holly, Holly, can you love me, sweetie?
Hold on, hottie thottie
I´m so rich, change your perspective on everything
Seen my big bro rob the store, inside the Maybach look like lean

Creamy soda seats, with a bad Dominican the color cream
Fifty-somethin´ shots in Cullinan, fifty M´s, don´t play with me
Least three cribs, I run elite, it´s big YB, woah
Make lil´ shorty touch her toes
Get her nails done, tell the tech put Chanel print
Tell Build A Bear I need my own skin
Rich-ass nigga, new Benz, yeah
Coachella wit´ all her friends, yeah
Word to my new bitch, tell my ex, "No competition"

Ooh-ooh-ooh
She still with me and don´t need me, need me
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, she fuck me like she need me, need me