Beverly Hills ft. Fye Lyrics

I'm gonna tell you niggas right now, you niggas ain't fuckin' with me

I'm in the motherfuckin' VIP right now, I'm pourin' up bubbly

I'm rocking Maison Margiela , come and step with me

Thousand bottles of champagne out in Beverly Hills

I got a house in the hills, ain't gon' never see, yeah

Nigga, he thought he was fuckin' with me, he on ketamine, yeah

Yeah, I had to laugh at these niggas, got dope like the Medellín Cartel

I got them racks on me, you know I could never be a bum

I got that whole loaf on me, it came up from a crumb

Draco, Draco, yeah that bitch came with a drum

Bankroll can't fold, come put that pussy on my thumb

Now li'l bitch tell me, "what it do?"

You fuckin' with my pimpin', come here, tie my motherfuckin' shoe

Oh, that's your main bitch? That shit get hit inside the coupe

Let her join the band and she just blew me like a flute

Got them jumping out the roof

Hundred thousand hoes, we got them jumping out the coupe

Hundred thousand hoes, we got them bussin' out the roof

Hundred thousand hoes, we got them jumping out the coupe

Bankroll, can't fold, bitch, bring me the loot

Top floor, thot hoes, give them hoes the boot

Taco, nacho, pockets look like food

Taco, nacho, bitch, bring me the loot

I might double park my coupe and take my bitch on cruise

I went Tom Cruise, I went Bobby with that tool

I went Tom Brady, I went Tom Brady

I went Tom Brady, championship, bitch, I cannot lose

Right hook broke that nigga's jaw, now he can't chew his food

Better not play with slime, you know his grandma do voodoo

Damn near lost my mind when I just took a 8th of shrooms

My young niggas run in your house and they masked up, look like raccoons

I like havin' all my bags sealed, they straight out the vacuum

I'ma tell you niggas right now that you ain't fuckin' with me, that's true

I like expensive fabrics on my body, the way it's huggin' me

I feel a different kind of motivation when I'm in Beverly Hills

House up in the hills, mix my codeine pills with codeine syrup, for real

I might buy some land and build, my voice give you the chills

I'm gonna tell you niggas right now, you niggas ain't fuckin' with me

I'm in the motherfuckin' VIP right now, I'm pourin' up bubbly

I'm rocking Maison Margiela , come and step with me

Thousand bottles of champagne out in Beverly Hills