[Verse 1] They be like your highness Why you always buying' that fly shit? Why you gotta check them tyrants? And why you shut it down like hydrants? Four door or five six See what we get with that mind set Now what's priceless? When it's nice lenses on my iris Need a high check for that white jet to my island Why she gotta swag like a light bitch? Why she gotta brag like a tight bitch? Why she gotta act like a white bitch? Cause I don't respond to your hype shit? I think that you niggas might like this Like, is the world for me? Do you ever feel like that? Like life is surreal but you gotta keep it real like that Sometimes you gotta split real fast Turn down these niggas that they heels go clack, clack, click, clack He ain't had an ass, this, bad Only if you bad then you more like Cat We just stack we don't fold our cash Doja you ain't a British bitch Shit I just like British kids Do you mind if I twist my hips and dutty wine on your bitches lips? I'm cuntified and I killed this shit I'm done let the DJ spin this hit Yup, yup, yup