Ye - White Chicks feat. Dave Blunts

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, huh, Jetski (Jetski, Jetski)
Fuck it up — ayy Fizzle, light me up! (Brrra!)
(Yuh) Woo! Gang, gang, gang (Let’s go!)

[Chorus]
Iced out grill (Bling), diamonds bite, that shit unreal (Woof)
She pop a pill (Perc'), now she dancin' off the seal (Wasted)
Countin' bills (Racks), blue face bustin' out the seal (Ayy)
Walk in flames (Wooh), red bottoms look like steel (Skrrt!)
Foreign bitch (Yeah), no speak, but she know the drill (She know it)
FN loaded (Click), shoot the scene like Cloverfield (Boom!)
Whatchu feel? (What?) Bitch, I'm colder than a deal (Freeze)
Cartier (Ice), I just spent that on a meal (Yum)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m out in Tokyo (Skrrt), pourin’ wok in matcha tea (Sippin’)
Shawty talkin' reckless, now she talkin’ on her knees (Slurp)
Nina got no manners, it go off without a please (Grrah!)
All my diamonds dancin', I got water on my sleeves (Splash)
Plug out in Ibiza, send the bricks like FedEx speed (Zoom)
Twenty on the dresser, thirty more up in the weed (Racks)
She just wanna fuck me for the fame, not the creed (Nah)
I just want her throat and then I’m ghostin’ like a breeze (Poof)
Snakes up in the grass — I hear ’em hissin’ when I walk (Sss)
So I keep that pole on me like Moses when I talk (Talk to ’em!)
My bro got that mop, it’ll slide just like chalk (Grrah!)
Now his name on a shirt, turned a flex into a loss (Pow!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Dior mask (Woo), cover my sins with fashion (Drip)
Bitch got hips, but her heart full of passion (Toxic)
Countin' up ten while the lambo be dashin' (Skrrt)
Blood on the bands, now the money need a napkin (Ew!)

[Chorus]
Iced out grill (Bling), diamonds bite, that shit unreal (Ayy)
She pop a pill (Perc'), now she dancin' off the seal (Yuh)
Countin' bills (Woo), blue face bustin' out the seal (Racks)
Walk in flames (Huh), red bottoms look like steel (Pow)
Foreign bitch (Uh), no speak, but she know the drill (Go!)
FN loaded (Click), shoot the scene like Cloverfield (Boom!)
Whatchu feel? (What?), bitch I'm colder than a deal (Freezin’)
Cartier (Yuh), I just spent that on a meal (Flex!)

[Verse 2]
Used to hit licks, now it’s 40 on my kicks (On God)
Bitch said she loyal, but she hoppin’ like a glitch (Cap)
I got the wave like tsunami when it hit (Splash)
He tried to surf, now he sleepin' with the fish (Brrra!)
Glock got attachments, came with a switch (Grrah)
I do my dance, then I vanish in the mist (Woo)
Opps try to talk, now he talkin' through a list (List)
Gold in my mouth like I’m talkin’ with a fist (Shine!)
Bentley truck, matte black — no cap (Skrrt)
Bitch got a back like a DJ clap (Clap!)
Whole lotta sticks like a tree in a trap (Wooh)
I don’t play games, but I still got a strap (Bitch!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Jetski, Jetski — flyin’ through the cash route (Cash!)
Shawty want the wave, she just tryna crash out (Boom!)
Don’t know how to love, all I know is max out (Max!)
Threw her out the spot — she was tweakin', spazzed out (Yuh!)

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