text: Murda
  Yo, this is actually, I swear, like, this is really my favorite song
  PnB 
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Shawty got swag, she rocking Fendi, its all on her boots 
  She wanna ride, just like my coupe 
  She wanna get high, straight to the moon 
  She wanna get fly, just like a broom 
  Pussy sweet like its Simply
  Ride that dick like a 10-speed
  All these bitches gon envy
  I let you push the Bentley
  Just so you could fly
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  She want drip like mine
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  New Fendi, I like it, its grippin her body, Im fuckin her good from the side 
  She say that she love me, I say that you cappin, lil bitch, and you aint gotta lie 
  I see it all in your eyes 
  You tryna go public, I already know
  Im already cuffin, I got me a ho
  If she find out right now then she killin us both
  Woah
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  You should know
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  I could put you on drip, introduce you to fashion
  Mix it with bougie, a lil classy and ratchet
  Put you in Louis, its everlasting
  My pockets too deep, paper or plastic?
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  Never seen drip like this
  Bet you aint know I was rich like this
  Bet you aint know it could get like this 
  Shawty got swag, she rocking Fendi, its all on her boots 
  She wanna ride, just like my coupe 
  She wanna get high, straight to the moon 
  She wanna get fly, just like a broom 
  Pussy sweet like its Simply
  Ride that dick like a 10-speed
  All these bitches gon envy
  I let you push the Bentley
  Just so you could fly
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  She want drip like mine
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh 
  This Fendi is poppin and we on and poppin, you bitches is blockin the view
  My hitters is knockin, that 40 is cockin, I see that you jockin the crew
  He already know what to do
  He already bought me the shoe
  I tell him, Yo, get me the bag
  And I tell him to make sure that shit is the new, ooh
  Shorty got nothin to worry bout with these dudes
  He really ride, he really shoots
  He wanna pick me up, stuntin in the coupe
  He aint a lie, he the truth
  Oh, he reppin this MB
  When we kill it, the memory
  I dont even look sexy
  But he still tryna sex me
  Aint gotta get all done up for my dude
  My attitude
  Is the baddest thing thats on me, boo
  So you do you
  So tell them dirty bitches Im the queen sleaze
  When he put it in me, I go squeeze, squeeze
  Shawty got swag, she rocking Fendi, its all on her boots 
  She wanna ride, just like my coupe 
  She wanna get high, straight to the moon 
  She wanna get fly, just like a broom 
  Pussy sweet like its Simply
  Ride that dick like a 10-speed
  All these bitches gon envy
  I let you push the Bentley
  Just so you could fly
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
  She want drip like mine
  Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh