Lyrics
Tonight we party, my friends
Sip on mezcal, I like tequila, damn this shit tasty
Kid you not, I made 'bout a mili', off a pink beanie
I feel like my life is a movie, damn this too easy
Can't catch me, I'm jumping borders
Hit the embassy, it's bag or die
Seven gold chains on me, call me Slick Rick
Just made an album, seven days, that's quick
Boobies goin' up and down (pow)
She's fit, hold up, wait, rewind that shit
Got uncut gems, Adam Sandler (click)
She a vegan, she got a thigh gap (woah)
And my BO smell good, it smell like lilac
My team eating, yeah, we did a lap
I'ma cash rap, always do a buyback
Down payment on a whole metropolis (cash)
On my healthy cereal, monogamous (oh)
She a turkey on my dick, she gobblin' (brrr)
Big dick appointment, gynecologist (I'm a doctor)
Sold out every show on all the continents (global)
I don't know where I got my confidence (I don't know)
I'm the half-full type of guy, I'm an optimist (facts)
Sipping on that Henny, toxicologist
So I bought a house in LA, I don't live there, I just rent it out
You can bet your ass I own all the cars in my roundabout
You ain't making too much sense, I don't know what you on about
Bitch, it's fucking "bag or die," this money to me, Paramount
You can kiss my ass if you wanna kiss me, miss me
Double C's on the prints, got me feeling itchy
I stay busy, I'm up and my nose bleeds
Ring around the rosie, pockets full with Benjies
Sip on mezcal, I like tequila, damn this shit tasty
Kid you not, I made bout a mili, off a pink beanie
I feel like my life is a movie, damn this too easy
Can't catch me, I'm jumping borders
Hit the embassy, it's bag or die
