Lyrics
[Verse 1]
If I was the President, I would tax it
If I was a dealer, I would bag it
Get it cracking now
He wanna leave a stack on the table
My man ain't used to being catered
He say that's for me
All that and it's free
[Verse 2]
What we got is high-end
Baby used to the Ikea
Now you know where the sauce is
Demi-glace saucing now
They don't make 'em like this
Can't find this on the 'Gram
'Cause I keep mine private
[Verse 3]
Bae, I can't help it
It's just high, high-priced velvet
Ooh, the type that you're blessed with
Yeah, it's high, high-priced velvet
All them want it bad
They say, "Can I have?"
I say, "**** please"
That's for bae, yes, indeed
And, bae, I can't help it
It's just high-priced velvet
[Verse 4]
Only thing missing is some popcorn
Bae, keep watching like a movie
Ooh, and this here body so cold
When I walked by you said "God bless me"
Atchoo! Atchoo! Atchoo!
I'm the type that you "I do"
I'm the type you calligraphy
I'm the type that you one-knee
I'm the type that your momma meet
'Cause I keep mine private
[Verse 5]
Bae, I can't help it
It's just high, high-priced velvet
Ooh, the type that you're blessed with
Yeah, it's high, high-priced velvet
All them want it bad
They say, "Can I have?"
I say, "**** please"
That's for bae, yes, indeed
Bae, I can't help it
It's just high-priced velvet, ooh
[Verse 6]
Body, body so cold
He call me "Sneezy"
'Cause every time I walk by he say "God bless me"
Mmm, body, body so cold
He call me "Sneezy"
Every time I walk by he say "God bless me", ooh
High-priced velvet
It's high-priced velvet
If he was a dealer, he'd bag it
Get it cracking, ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Homer Steinweiss, Joseph Harrison, Kirby Dockery, Lucky Daye, Paul Michael Spring, Thomas Brenneck