I'm Ray Charles blind to you haters, so you know I'm bout to take off
Higher than a kite I'm in the kitchen I'm gon' take y'alls
b**h you thinking that you with it I'm gon' flame y'all
b**h you wasn't really with it
I ain't blind to these n***as, like I'm Ray Charles
Taking off, I'm bout to take off
Higher than my next flight, I'm bout to take off
I'm with yo b**h we feel alright, I made her take off
Do a show, high heels on the flow(floor)
Aye, culo grande
Yeah that sh** look right
Take your clothes off and come spend the night
Call me Papi, b**h even though you know it's Wifi Mami, b**h
Imma hit a lick from ya mans, do you mind?
Now shawty all tied up in the crib tight, oh
Got that next b**h in the hall you know they live, oh aye
Her culo grande
Culo grande, yeah that sh** look right
I'm in the billionaire b**h club, then we hit the strip club
Throw a couple bands so the b**hes gonna show me love
Throw a couple bands now they're flying free, like a dove
I don't give a
f** me up
Hit the plug
Tell shawty back if up, so she drop it like wa**up
Getting hoes forever fine me, uh
Wanna play? Come and try me
Syrup sippin' squad, what you mean? It's my God
Syrup syrup sippin' squad, what you mean? It's my God