[Intro]
I could take ya main bitch, I could make a lane switch
Say you got money, why you lyin' on Franklin?
If you got a problem, come and say it to my face, bitch (Wait—)
(Wait, let's get this shit goin', yeah?)
[Verse 1]
This a house party bitches twerking in the backyard (Yeah)
Know you ain't built tough, you don't gotta act hard (Bop)
Black shoes, black shirt, black jeans, black car (Ooh)
Club lights too bright, two drinks, too far (Two)
Two opps, two shots, to do or to not? (Bop, bop, bop)
California love for the boy, I'm like 2pac (Damn, boy)
Thousand dollar frames, I ain't tryna see too much (Fuck that)
I'm on fire I might make the club, too hot (Ha)
[Chorus]
Hey, mama, let me whisper in ya ear (What's up?)
I got something that you might wanna hear (Tell me)
I got hunnids, I got bottles over here (Ayy, cha-ching, ching, ching, ching)
If you really wanna come, you should come over here, over here
Hey, mama, let me whisper in your ear (What's up?)
I got somethin' that ya might wanna hear (For real)
I got hunnids, I got bottles over here (God damn, God damn, God damn, God damn, God—)
If you really wanna come, you can come over here, over here
Real players, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Put 'em up!)
Real bitches, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Put 'em up!)
Real players, let me see ya fuckin' hands
Real bitches, let me uh, uh (Ayy), uh
[Verse 2]
Benihana, Benihana stay up on my dinner plate (For real?)
New coupe, F SPORT, flyin' down the interstate (Vroom)
Neiman Marcus, Neiman Marcus, Neiman Marcus, everyday (Cha-ching)
Too much new money, I don't know how much I make (The fuck?)
I'm just playin', baby, I know how much I got (Yeah)
But I won't ever say, 'cause they like to fuckin' talk (Fuckin')
But when it come to cash they don't ever talk a'lot
"Wait—" yeah, bitch, what I fuckin' thought (Damn)
[Chorus]
Hey, mama, let me whisper in your ear (What's up?)
I got somethin' that ya might wanna hear (True)
I got hunnids, I got bottles over here (Ayy, talk, talk, talk, ayy)
If you really wanna come, you can come over here
Real players, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Woo!)
Real bitches, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Let me see 'em)
Real players, let me see ya fuckin' hands (On the, on the, fuckin' key)
Real bitches, let me uh, uh, uh
[Verse 3]
Wait, run it back, run it back, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitches like me cause I'm so damn pretty
Hunnids so blue you would think they cripping
Pass her to the homie call that double dipping
Keep a tight grip you won't ever catch me slipping
Pause—I'm just too damn cold (The fuck?)
And this money in my wallet just too damn old (It is)
And the curves on her body just too damn slope (God damn)
The coupe flyin' through the city, UFO
I'm like, E.T. (Woah), why yo' bitch wanna see me?
Bitch better have my money like riri
Every-time we drop (Drop) they gon' put this shit on repeat and
And every single song I got is tagged like it's graffiti
[Chorus]
Hey, mama, let me whisper in your ear (The world is—)
I got somethin' that ya might wanna hear (The world is—)
I got hunnids, I got bottles over here (The world is—)
If you really wanna come, you can come over here, over here (The world is—The world is—The world is—The world is yours)
Real players, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Woo!)
Real bitches, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Okay, okay, okay, put 'em up!)
Real players, let me see ya fuckin' hands (Let me see, let me see, let me see, let me see)
Real bitches, let me uh (Woo), uh, uh
[Outro]
Ayy, go listen to Cisco right now, every—
Everybody go listen to fuckin' Cisco right now, man
You already know, man, I'm steamin' just like Cisco
Cisco 'bout 'o blow up this year
That's—bro, I would not be surprised if Cisco blew up this year, bro
He's pullin' crazy number, bro (Shoutout Cisco)
Like—he—he—like last
You are listening to the future
