[Intro]
(SoMuchSauce)
Better have fun
Better have fun
Better have fun, yeah
Make your bread today
Uno, I killed it

[Chorus]
I got Rick Owens sitting on my back and they brand-new
Having Balmains, limited edition, they brand-new
Got a bad bitch with a ass that's fat and it's brand-new
Yeah, my funds lit, don't you ask me why I act brand-new
Got like thirty-six fiends, say they loving this brand-new
Got a old trap and you know I got a new trap, too
In the G-Wagen
Sorry, I can't see you, you can't see past
Wheels on my car, I'ma take off, yeah, I speed past

[Verse 1]
Break down my cigar as I roll the purest leaf with gas
Forgiatos on that S-Class, not that E-Class
Ooh, yeah, shake that ass for that brand-new keypad
Ooh, it's CELINE on my face so I've seen that
Ooh, yeah, come and lick this tip-top, go ahead and buy that Birkin
Yeah, look, I wanna end up on Baller Alert
Don't say nothing, girl, I swear, I'll reimburse you
Shh, don't say nothing, girl, I swear, I won't hurt you
Diamonds on my wrist and they look like flurries
So much water on me that these n***as turned into a urchin
Ooh, baby come back with the chicken like I just sent her to Church's
Yeah, lot of these n***as broke and I think that I am allergic
Sipping on Act' like Brita
[Chorus]
I got Rick Owens sitting on my back and they brand-new
Having Balmains, limited edition, they brand-new
Got a bad bitch with a ass that's fat and it's brand-new
Yeah, my funds lit, don't you ask me why I act brand-new
Got like thirty-six fiends, say they loving this brand-new
Got a old trap and you know I got a new trap, too
In the G-Wagen
Sorry, I can't see you, you can't see past
Wheels on my car, I'ma take off, yeah, I speed past

[Bridge]
Ooh (Speed)
Wheels on my car, I'm gon' take off, yeah, I speed past
You can't see past
Wheels on my car, I'ma take off, yeah, I speed past
You can't see past
The wheels on my car, I'm gon' take off, yeah, I speed past

[Verse 2]
Chinchilla, your coat, it made out of sheep ass
Diamonds on me, I ain't fucking with y'all cheap asses
Ooh, yeah, I think in the head
Ooh, yeah, you could be the feds
Ooh, yeah, n***as be biting
Ooh, yeah, a arm and a leg
Ooh, yeah, it's starting to spread
Ooh, yeah, it's close to the edge
Ooh, yeah, I'm far from the edge
[Chorus]
I got Rick Owens sitting on my back and they brand-new
Having Balmains, limited edition, they brand-new
Got a bad bitch with a ass that's fat and it's brand-new
Yeah, my funds lit, don't you ask me why I act brand-new
Got like thirty-six fiends, say they loving this brand-new
Got a old trap and you know I got a new trap, too
In the G-Wagen
Sorry, I can't see you, you can't see past
Wheels on my car, I'ma take off, yeah, I speed past