Ayy, uh-huh, yeah
I'm a, bad boy doin' good things
Got a, lemonade with chicken wings
With a, bad bitch and she quite thick
So I might just cop myself a chain tonight
Slim shawty with a tank top
I'ma, let her munch it on my cake pop, yeah-yeah
Yung bae will make your

Baby, no accomplice, every man for himself
Tryna get my money, yeah, I'm really 'bout my wealth
Pull up swingin' on me, can't you see I'm black belt?
Wonder why I be the only rapper 'bout my health

If I'm not grindin', might as well put me in hell
Labels chasin' me 'cause I

Tonight we party, my friends

Sip on mezcal, I like tequila, damn this shit tasty
Kid you not, I made 'bout a milli', off a pink beanie
I feel like my life is a movie, damn this too easy
Can't catch me, I'm jumping the borders
Hit the embassy, it's bag or die

Seven gol

[Bbno$]
Baby gravy drip too much, the weather rainy, yeah
Only find me whippin' in a pink Mercedes, yeah
Girly came to study 'cause I knew she brainy, yeah
Seven checks a week, yeah, bitch, I'm workin' daily, yeah

Where's my horse? I can't find my horse

[Yung Gravy]

Well, I'ma do me, screw a manager's fee
I'm the big boss baby on the block
So you better you know this my street (woah)
You can take the backseat
Good with them dollars, I'm a mathlete
Who there at the top? Yeah, it's me, hello
Only kiss a bih' when she thick, Jello
O

Yo, I gotta get one thing straight
You gotta tell me this shit tho
Why your girl bunk?
I dont wanna pop my goddamn trunk
I dont wanna smoke my self with a skunk
I don't wanna push myself out of luck, huh?

Got good brain but I'm dumb
Think I got a diamond ring, I'll

Ay

Uh, bitch, I'm 21, but I still walk around with fake ID (what?)
Cuddle with the homies watching stand by me (cute)
This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie

Tall bitch, I a

Balls hanging low while I pop a bottle off a yacht
Chain swanging, cling-clang and it cost a lot
Bitch, I'm always at the guala, yeah, and you are not
Bad-ass B, keep on going till you hit the spot, woah
I'm a big bag hunter with the bow
She got a big bad dumper, drop it low<

Down on myself, hope you're doing well
I've been honestly going through hell
Feeling troubled, no one to tell
Dodged a bullet, saved by the bell
If we had to make up, last the weekend
Save the break up just to be friends
I would not call in the past tense
I would've n

You broke my heart
One too many times before, fore
I remember times on the dance floor
I remember times when you’d go!

Now I'm happy alone
She stole my heart
I can't believe I fell for her tricks
I can't believe I passed on her life
I can't believe that times we

​bbno$, who the fuck do you think you are?
Bitch, I'm him (Him, him, him, him, him, him)

I-T B-O-Y, B-B-N-O-dollar sign
That's me, that's right (That's me, that's right)
That's me, that's right (That's me)
I-M H-I-M, the Gen Z Eminem
That's me, that's right (That's me,

Uh
Just jumped off the flight
Just wrote a song
Ayy, yuh

[bbno$]
Trip about the numbers, then I got 'em up
Yeah, my eyes quite low, might just blame it on the cup
Yeah, it's mighty difficult, runnin' after blues
Can you keep up?
I used to give a fuck, now I'

Did I really just forget that melody?
Nah, da da dadadada nananana
Alright, dada dadadada

When I popped off then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran

Hollow on the track, (what)
Hollow on the track, (what)
Hollow on the track, (what)

Bbno$

I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish

(ye, gang)

Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top,

(She freaky)
She a lil' freak, she on me
(Yeah, she freaky)
She a lil' freak, she for the streets
(Ah, freak out)

Six digits on the check, took it to the bank
Commas after commas, make ya boy— (freak out)
Got a ten comin' over, only me to thank
Shootin' blanks o

Wait a minute, wait a minute
You ain't heard nothing yet
Lentra the God

I see a man in the mirror that I'm proud of
In way too deep, on my mama, I need power
Baby's on the streak, I make hits like every hour
If you want some beef, yeah, baby ain't a coward
You bette

Ayy, man, the-, the fuck you mean you ain't heard no fuckin' lentra the God?

How come all this conversation? Me, me, me, me
How come all your ladies, they want me, me, me, me?
One to the three-three-seven, I'm elite-'lite-'lite-'lite
Bouncin' both ways, back to the bed
That

Bruh, I swear I don't got y’all on fuck shit, this shit so raw baby
Is that my- is that my voice?
(Uh)

Drippin' like a, (such a drip) pool (pool)
I don't fuck with school (I don’t fuck with, school)
Baby gonna rule (baby gonna, rule)
She funny wit it, cool (Brr)
Fee

Slow down, hold up
Let me pick the phone up
Pussy boy, shut up (fa-la-la-la, la-la)
Fill my teacup, my girl bossed up
Yeah, she kinda stuck up (fa-la-la-la)

Your lady thirsty, don't show mercy
She too curvy, controversy
She suck my D, cure her scurvy
She so mad,

Niña, baila la cumbia sabrosa
Mueve tu cadera y goza
Dame tu boquita que quiero tus labios besar (bbno$)
Que me ha dado

So she got the booty poppin' like it's bubblegum (gum)
Beat up on that booty like ruh puh puh pum
Will not listen to your bullshit, nah nah nah nah