[Verse 1: Chanel West Coast] This beat hit hard like mallets 24, like karats I stay smoking raw, organics Like a chainsaw, trees vanish Tell me your name, so I can forget it I'm in the fast lane And you at the exit
Blow past you bitches While you blow for riches I ball hard like bitches You holding on like stitches I'm taking off, no glitches You behind me like hitches Stay grinding like bitches In the eye lens like snitches
Cocaine white C's in the Mclaren Up all night These speakers blaring Keep it clean, like it's my parents This my life, so you can stop staring
[Verse 2: Honey Cocaine] Bitch I got some blue Oh yeah I got some red Oh you ain't got my money? Then bitch I got your head And I got the heater under my bed Two seaters and I got jets I ain't wanna talk about numbers Cause they might just call the feds
I know you out of your mind And you know my pockets looking like lime You only wasting my time You a gangster online What you gonna do? Tweet at me? Take it to the hood bitch Let the streets have me
Step up, I got a down bitch Ima call her I'm out of town with my ballers And if you talk big money then holla Lil fish, get ate ho I'm drunk as shit but I'm capable I see it all in your face ho You ain't high, you a fake ho
[Verse 3: Chanel West Coast] I don't need your opinion You softer than minion filet, baby Fake homies get shitted on Bossing, my flows be the tightest Flossing, like I had gingivitis Push back them hoes Release day they froze They on they toes, like tryna see the show
Get in line, like you at the DMV It's my time, YMCMB Homies need some checkin' Like they carrying a weapon Ain't no disrespecting But yo clothes look like they slept in Today you shoulda slept in The master flow Keep steppin