Front-seat chillin' with the window down

I be ten toеs down on the dash gettin' fast food

Hope you can handlе the heat, put your name in the streets

Get used to my fans lookin' at you Fuck what they heard, I don't fuck with them birds

I'm a mean kitty, don't get stabbed with the rat tooth

Boys be mad that

I don't fuck incels

Girls hate too, gun to their pigtail I love you, I wanna big chill

Boy don't trip, I'll split a big bill

Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand

Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand

Baby, can you call me back? I miss you

It's so lonely in my mansion

Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah) Whether they like or not (Not)