LUXURY LIFE (feat. Coi Leray) - Slowed & Reverb

Yeah

Aye, you gon' hold me down, mama?

Best believe in me, daddy, now what you 'bout to do?

Secure another win, just to bring it back and empower you

The other dude I was with

We ain't talkin' about that coward, boo

'Cause you my lil' sis, so don't turn that pussy into sour fruit

Never that, let me rap

Fuck the cap, 'cause girls is players too, remember that?

Yeah, you know just how to act, oh yeah

You learn from the best, that's a fact

If a nigga violate you, I'ma black

Be cautious, was raised by teachers that was flawless

We 'bout to make 'em nauseous

Forget about the flaws, you know I'm gorgeous

Talk that shit, yeah

You love it when I talk my shit

Mm-hmm, you know just who the boss is

We got a lot, peep the way these niggas fuckin' with the bop

Pray on our downfall like we supposed to stop

Shit is funny, right?

How we get money, like- (in indescribable ways they can't copy)

You niggas know my body

Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots

'Cause we gon' spend whatever

Luxury life, we livin' over the top

No one can do it better

They try to reject, so I ain't ever alone

Ay, ay, ay, ay

You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone

(Callin' my phone, callin' my phone)

Yo, every time that I touch it, you know it's flammable

The game that I be feedin' you, hope you got some collateral

The way I function, you tryna figure out my mechanicals

Fuck flowers, it's time to give me the whole botanical

See, when I pull up and park in the intersection

When you see me, you supposed to see yourself in my reflection

The sunlight reflectin' off the moon

If you don't mention me as one of the greatest

Your train of thought is no exception

Mm, come on Busta, I'm immaculate

The way I'm attackin' these bitches, trackin' it

They askin' how I'm havin' it

Put numbers on the board, Billboard

That's where I'm trappin' at

Big plaques, platinum and gold up in my habitat

Living my best life, why they mad at that?

Already went number one, yeah, they could have it back

I don't even drive, I just sit and roll up in the back

He wanna get high then slide up in this kitty cat (kitty cat)

Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots

'Cause we gon' spend whatever

Luxury life, we livin' over the top

No one can do it better

They try to reject so I ain't ever alone

Ay, ay, ay, ay

You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone

(Callin' my phone, callin' my phone)