Woah yeah, yeah, yeah, woah (Ayy yo, Ian)

I see it, I want it, I buy it
Walk in Chanel (Yeah)
K on me, don't even try it (Yeah)
I'm rich and I'm not even tryin'
Talkin' that shit and we slidin'
I just popped a Perc', I'm glidin'
I see it, I want it, I buy it
My bitch say she want it, I buy it
Let the doors up and tell the
Bitch hop in the ride talkin' that shit
Put a band on your lil' ass life
Talkin' that shit
We gon' fuck your bitch on live
I guess that's why that lil'
Nigga stay mad at me
We in the top floor penthouse on the balcony
Lil' bitch gon' fuck me just for my salary
(Yeah) got a rich bitch stay in Mont Saint
Her name is Valerie (Yeah)

Ha! Walk in Chanel and
Walk in Chanel and buy it
Pull out them racks on live
I popped a Perc', getting too damn high
Number (N) ine jeans with the Saint Laurent
In a PJ, yeah, that's in
Better get back, got that K, uh huh
New Hublot, we ain't on the same time
Number (N) ine jeans with the Saint Laurent
Kel Tec send him where he came from
Got a Glock on me, ain't playin though
Put a rack on his head, yeah, get 'em gone
Up in Saint Tropez with a bad ho
Up in Saint Tropez with the racks though
What's that on your head? It's the cash, ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

My hunnids, they stack
My foot on they neck like a damn mat
When we in Chanel, we up in the back
I just spent two racks on a bag
Eight hundred on my pinky ring
Eight hundred on a can't nobody stop us
Ain't fuckin' with no oppers yeah
Yeah, woah woah, woah
Yeah, yeah woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah