Lyrics:

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (I-I-I)
Yeah, this big body Bentley ain't costing no penny
It got so much seats that it's holding up plenty (Yeah, yeah)
I need a beat, calling up Benny
I got some racks, talkin' 'bout many
Make it myself, give a **** 'bout what them is (I-I-I'm working on dying)
Life of the party, get lit at the Getty (BNYX)
Shawty, she suck me up like it's spaghetti
Ha, she was like, 'Baby, do you want some Henny?' (Hell nah, yeah, hell nah)
I was like, 'No, I don't drink that, I want me some Champagne' (Uh)
Yeah, shawty, she goofy as ****, you ain't getting my last name (Uh)
Yeah, I pull up, I'm hoggin' the ball like I'm playing my last game

[Verse 1]
Yeah, dirty, do 'em dirty
Yeah, yeah, shawty call me flirty, yeah
And she think I'm from the Bronx the way a nigga getting sturdy (Bronx)
Diamonds on me, I'm so pretty, yeah, uh, feeling so alerting
Niggas knowing that I'm working, hit it from the side, I got her squirting
Nigga, I'm not with the biting
Yeah, call up my big brother Whiskey, he built like a viking
Yeah, XD, XD, that nigga be typing
When I pulled up, I'm seeing that nigga, he not with the fighting (Yeah, okay)
Cook it up, baby, I'm fresher than grits
Call up my nigga and tell him we uh
Call up my nigga and tell him, 'We rich'
He talkin' crazy, get thrown in the ditch
I'm getting money, was grippin' no hitch
These niggas crazy, you know I got
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Genius