[Intro]
Okay, okay, okay
Yeahh yeahhh
Woahh woahh
Yeah, aye, woah
I got these--
I got these--
Yeah

[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
I got these diamonds they glistening
Bitches be talking don't listen
Sippin' so much I be pissin'
Way too much money I'm sippin'
Need to chill on the drugs
Lil shawty I can't fall in love
I'm getting bands today
I fuck your bitch, okay
I'm getting racks today
Okay okay okay
[?]
Counting up catching them [?]
I pop a pill and I'm down
Louis Vuitton on my coat yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
I fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, woah aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
I fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, woah aye
[Verse 2: Bambi]
[?] yeah I'm spending the paper
She let mе fuck on the first day, nah she ain't waiting for later
[?] shе a real life savior
Poppin' the bottles of champagne, we don't need no waiter
Designer face ah ah
Designer waist ah ah
She gon' bust it throwing face ah ah
Birthday cake, watch it pop it, birthday cake ah ah
Throw it back shawty, come my way ah ah
She wanna pop them bottles, she wanna pop them bands ah ah ah
She wanna come thru with all her friends [?] ah ah ah
Don't bring yo n***a, shawty, don't bring yo mans ah ah ah
[?] shawty let's get it in ah ah ah

[Hella Sketchy]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
I fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, woah aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
I fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, woah aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
I fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, woah aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
I fuck your bitch, fuck your bitch, woah aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah aye