Waistband lyrics

[Intro]
Ready?
Frr, frr, what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Diorvs—
Dior', dawg, you feel me?

[Chorus]
I'm flyin' state to state (To state)
This b*tch don't got no taste (Got no taste)
All these n*ggas don't got no taste (Got no taste)
b*tch'll chase love and then undo my waistband (Tuh, my waistband)
Balenci' all on my waistbands (Tuh, my waistbands)
I'm like, "Ho, get out my way" (Tuh, my way)
It's like these folks in the way of this sh*t (Tuh, way)
b*tch, get out my face (My face)
I'm the reason why they tryna get in this bit'
Ho, I'm havin' my way (My way)
These b*tches know I'm havin' cake (Cake)
These n*ggas know I'm havin' cake too (Cake too)
n*ggas don't know that they hoes be gone (Be gone)
Yeah, these hoes get slayed too (Slayed)
She tryna figure out what I got on (Got on)

[Verse]
In this penthouse, ain't doin' no chores (No chores)
Got racks, I got racks, I want more (I want more)
Everything lit in my life, I'm not bored (I'm not bored)
Yeah, this not new to me, this sh*t normal
I'm countin' blue hunnids, I'm the normal (I'm n—)
b*tch don't get used to this like this sh*t is not normal (Not normal)
This the new b*tch, I might hit her twice, I got morals (Got morals)
But I'm still bookin' flights 'cause all this money sh*t immortal
f*ck the money, b*tch, I have it tomorrow
Woke up to paper I ain't had yesterday, really havin' tomorrow (Tomorrow)
All the money clear all of your sorrows (Your srrows)
I get racks on my own, I don't borrow (I don't borrow)
Your ho givin' me throat, yeah, I borrowed her (Borrowed)
I stay crossin' my O's through your dollars, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm tryna lead the world, what the f*ck is a IG follower?
[Chorus]
I-I-I'm flyin' state to state (To state)
This b*tch don't got no taste (Got no taste)
All these n*ggas don't got no taste (Got no taste)
b*tch'll chase love and then undo my waistband (My waistband)
Balenci' all on my waistbands (My waistbands)
I'm like, "Ho, get out my way" (My way)
It's like these folks in the way of this sh*t (Yeah, way)
b*tch, get out my face (My face)
I'm the reason why they tryna get in this bit' (Yeah)
Ho, I'm havin' my way (My way)
These b*tches know I'm havin' cake (Cake)
These n*ggas know I'm havin' cake too (Cake too)
n*ggas don't know that they hoes be gone (Be gone)
Yeah, these hoes get slayed too (Yeah)
She tryna figure out what I got on (Got on)