[Intro]
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)

[Chorus: Flee, King Combs, & Kai Ca$h]
Matte black Bentley truck, I pull up with the racks, ayy (Skrr)
Sorry baby we can't lay up, just call a cab, ayy (Brr)
I just picking at these bitches just like a scab, ayy (Flee)
They really be chasing after women, I'm chasing bags, ayy
I just be fucking up the commas, blow money fast (Yeah)
Hop on the Bentley, Lambo', 'Rari then do the dash (Skrr, skrr skrr)
These bitches be picking at a n***a just like a rash (Yeah)
You think I'm wifing you, lil' ho don't make me laugh
She was ranchy (Yeah), New York City bitch she my Ashanti
So foolish, she assume I disrespect her (Shh)
Was too insidе her feelings since I met hеr
Let's get pass that, trying to make this moment last, yeah

[Verse: Flee & King Combs]
I'ma pass that, I let my n***as have that (Flee)
We gon' pound on that bitch like a hashtag
Roof, roof, ayy I'm asking where my hounds at
That's my dawgs, ayy ayy (Okay), you my dawg, ayy
Christian Dior (Yeah), thank the lord (Uh huh)
Dirty money (Ayy ayy), fuck the Forbes (Ayy ayy)
Drop top Porsche (Ayy ayy), look how I floss (Ayy ayy)
All we take is dubs, can't take a loss
She wanna cater to the dawg (Yeah)
Never let her wylin', ripping pages out the sauce
Want a bitch so cold, I let my chain come get involved (Cash)
Jewels fight for peace, I run through her twice a week (Brr)
(Shh) I don't even like to speak, ayy
(Bitch) Bitch I let my diamonds speak, brr
And your main bitch a freak, ayy
(Shh) You need to let that ho free, brr
[Chorus: Flee, King Combs, & Kai Ca$h]
Matte black Bentley truck, I pull up with the racks, ayy (Skrr)
Sorry baby we can't lay up, just call a cab, ayy (Brr)
I just picking at these bitches just like a scab, ayy (Flee)
They really be chasing after women, I'm chasing bags, ayy
I just be fucking up the commas, blow money fast (Yeah)
Hop on the Bentley, Lambo', 'Rari then do the dash (Skrr, skrr skrr)
These bitches be picking at a n***a just like a rash (Yeah)
You think I'm wifing you, lil' ho don't make me laugh
She was ranchy (Yeah), New York City bitch she my Ashanti
So foolish, she assume I disrespect her (Shh)
Was too inside her feelings since I met her
Let's get pass that, trying to make this moment last, yeah