Hey

Six women, all tens, get out of the Benz
They come for me and not to see you
Cashout, card burns, throw all my money out
And if we go dumb, you dial 110
Six women, all tens, get out of the Benz
They come for me and not to see you
Cashout, card burns, throw all my money out
And if we go dumb, you dial 110

Look, I grind, on the move
Your style is outrageous
Say no to 100k
Ask me one thing
Why do you flex with your
Car when your vehicle title is still at the bank?
My friends are millionaires, your friends are junkies
Paparazzi shoot from the corners like a bandit
Money, pussy, power, and family are my drive
Cali-bags, uh, yeah, puffing Birkin Runtz
Phones away, uh, yeah, babygirl is drunk
President, uh, yeah, I wear it on my hand
Residence on multiple floors, living ignorantly

Six women, all tens, get out of the Benz
They come for me and not to see you
Cashout, card burns, throw all my money out
And if we go dumb, you dial 110
Six women, all tens, get out of the Benz
They come for me and not to see you
Cashout, card burns, throw all my money out
And if we go dumb, you dial 110

This is your karma, it's getting uncomfortable
Two hundred on the road, engine hums like 808s
You are all just standard, Ninio remains a phenomenon
Big eyes like a manga, because she can't resist
I'm on tour (tour), I have clout nationwide (hey, hey)
Manufacture (hey), for me your jabs are
Just acupuncture (yeah), yeah, I handle the envy
You get everything second-hand, don't talk about list price
Oh no, did he really say that?
Yes, oh no, you have a gag contract
Go to Soho, order shrimp tartare
Yeah, I'm so stoned, could pay with my smile

Six women, all tens, get out of the Benz
They come for me and not to see you
Cashout, card burns, throw all my money out
And if we go dumb, you dial 110
Six women, all tens, get out of the Benz
They come for me and not to see you
Cashout, card burns, throw all my money out
And if we go dumb, you dial 110

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