Wagyu

Yeah you fuckin' with the Yeah you fuckin' with the Yeah you fuckin' with the B A N G A Spending money gettin paid Got the grill matching the chain Ain't a damn thing change Hit Veneta for the bag Got Givenchy on the lace Bitch I'm really poppin' tags Pop them pimples on ya face Yeah they thought it But we never been the same I been gettin' in my bag Now I'm steppin' out the range 7 thousand for the bag I got Wagyu on my plate Said my bag was 7 bands 700 for the the steak I don't really talk about it Bitch nobody could relate Heard they been asking for us Tell the bitches that we late 7 thousand for the bag I got Wagyu on my plate Said my bag was 7 bands 700 for the the steak Yeah Got it jumping like the bass (Jumpin' jumpin') Get the f*ck up out my face I been out here eating good Like I ain't watching my weight I been fuckin' up my back Just from carrying this cake D'usse sippin Stumble trippin Ya bitch missin Larsa Pippin Yeah they say we do the most But at least a bitch ain't broke And they say that money talks And thats why ya never spoke I been making big deposits Ain't no ramen on the stove Got my stylist in the closet Jo been picking out my clothes Banga heavy on the block I be coolin with the bros And I know that they be mad I be pullin all the hoes F*ck it Finna empty out the safe Probably empty out the clip It ain't up up for no debate 7 thousand for the bag I got Wagyu on my plate Said my bag was 7 bands 700 for the the steak Yeah Got it jumping like the bass Yeah Get the f*ck up out my face I been out here eating good Like I ain't watching my weight I been fuckin up my back Just from carrying this cake Just from carrying this cake Get the f*ck up out my face It ain't up for no debate