4LTER 3GO - Trackhawks n Wraiths Lyrics

Yea
Yea, yea
Uh, uh, uh, uhh

I be up in Saks Fifth all day
I be getting stacks, getting paid
I be up in Trackhawks and Wraiths
She just hit me up for a taste

But I cannot do that for you, babe
She just wanna come into my place
I can't do that, nah get out my face
Blue bills, yeah, up in flames

Bad bitches, yeah, bougie thangs
Working bags, yeah, every day
Givenchy and the Prada, Goyard bag
She love coming over just to gag

I just put this bitch up in the back
It's the backseat of the Benz
Let's take it to the back and get it in
Right after when I'm done, I'll f*ck your friend

(F*ck, f*ck)