⁠✿⁠ Hey bitch, what's up?
You know I'd- I'd really like to do that
But I don't have any fucking money
Like, l-like, I don't have any fucking money
Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like "La la la"
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Hey bitch, I see you working at the mall
At Forever 21, selling tanks and shawls
You wanna quit your job?
You need a place to go?
G-g-g-girl, you run your own show
But don't be on some ho shit
Bounce with something cute on
I kiss into a fog zone
I be really off, and searching for some water though
What it do, let it go, and go hard
Lemme see you do it, go hard, like real hard
Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like "La la la"
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We on that La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
Do it like, do it like, do it like
Lemme see you go hard, go hard, go hard
G-g-g-girl, you need that new
B-b-bottles on chill
I got gold chain flu
L-little lady on my side, show me how you ride~⁠♡