Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Weiss
Songwriter
Lyrics
What she want, she can have
New coupe, did the dash
What she want, she can have
Hundred racks in a DIOR bag
Sipping codeine, smoking gas
New coupe, did the dash
What she want, she can have
Hundred racks in a DIOR bag
Sipping codeine, smoking gas
She say her boyfriend don't like me
Cause he so broke and he know I'm so icy
Just caught him up, baby girl, be my wifey
I'll treat you right, he know he be trifling, nah
She love the fact all my diamonds be shining
These VV's be biting, they flashing like lighting
I'm hating, that shit can't came and do the time
In college, still grindin'
No time for no wildin', no
What you got on stylin', no
Know that she be triflin', no
I just got excitement, no
She look thick gotta hit from the back
Finish the pack, get it back
Had to count up all my racks
Finna spend it all like it was my last stack
New coupe, did the dash
What she want, she can have
Hundred racks in a DIOR bag
Sipping codeine, smoking gas
New coupe, did the dash
What she want, she can have
Hundred racks in a DIOR bag
Sipping codeine, smoking gas
I know she gon' throw it back cause I ran up these racks
Want a verse? I might tax
I know I want you and you want me so bad
So let's make it work out and go back to my pad
Had to go get me a bag today
Flip it real quick, double back today
Got me a safe, put these racks away
Diamonds shinin' off my Cartier shades
New coupe, did the dash
What she want, she can have
Hundred racks in a DIOR bag
Sipping codeine, smoking gas
New coupe, did the dash
What she want, she can have
Hundred racks in a DIOR bag
Sipping codeine, smoking gas
Written by: Brian Weiss