[Verse]
Invoice cause I birthed niggas styles, hit me on the Zelle
Space coupe came from 2093 we going interstell
I don’t say a word, enigmatic aura make ya shawty melt
Tied her hands to the bed post with the BB Simmon belt… yeah
Black trench, pulled up on the stealth
Gold dessie, pulled it from the shelf
Six figures on the check, self made, I don’t split the shit with no one else
White on white diamond color schemes
Marine Serre moons on the jeans
Shawty pulled up on my me with the mink on, and she ain’t wearing nothing underneath
Light work, I make a swift move
Light shows when the wrist move
Snare drum knocking niggas hats off and it came with a kick too
Ops talking but its straight cap
Spun the block and then we came back
I need a Billie then I’m out, fuck rap I’m too pretty for a face tat nigga
Centerfold with me, douse her body with the Alize in the five suite 
Fourteen karat Cuban on my shawty, smoke clear pendant for my side piece
I don’t got time to beef with a nigga still rapping over type beats
But don’t get it fucked up, I can make time if he thinking shit it type sweet
Dolce and Gabbana, bit of Prada
Sip Moscatto straight, we drinking from the bottle
Made the wa- and it’s Ferragamo
So much guap the family and the clique is solid
Hoe to keep it honest no I never been too modest
Top it off while getting-
Swap between McQueen and Kam Vercetti bottoms
I can pick and choose from different options
Sent the invoice cause I birthed niggas styles, tell ‘em they can hit me on the Zelle
Space coupe came from 2093, hit the gas and go inerstell
I don’t even gotta say a word, enigmatic aura make ya shawty melt
2093 Delorean I hit the gas pedal and go intererstell bitch
A joyful celebration of the sounds of Southern rap from an artist who's never felt more at home and in command of her space and vision. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2023
