Welcome to first class
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Hey, hmm, I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Hey)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Hey)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Hey)
Hmm, I-I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Hey)
Hot boys in the building, ching-ching-ching, mm
Mad bitch pull up, pull up, ting-ting-ting, mm
Whole team full of cash, king, king, king, king
We the best in the game, put him in the ring, baby, ding-ding-ding, ding
Ball like Telfair, Sebastian
Got a 'mil for every word in your caption
(caption)
Left a brown bag under the mattress
(mattress)
Got the thing tucked, came through the back with it
Everybody rich, started from the trap with us
Shawty bad, my pickle, no cap with it
Run it up, came back to the trap with it
20 years in the game, still that nigga
Hey, hmm, I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, I-I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Yeah, that boy high
(High)
I'm that motherfucker that they try to boycott
Heard you was speakin' on me, boy, stop
(Stop)
Crank this song, she was like "Oh, yeah"
French got big whip sittin' in the garage
Smells like money in the damn foyer
Got two pools and it got four yards
Big ass trees, sequoias
Fuckin' around with this, I'm sick for you
(Ooh)
Range Rover with some explore
(Yeah)
Remember them girls used to ignore us
Now, she wanna be my señora
Is that your girl? Shit, sort of
I got one in Georgia, in Florida
All she wanna do is hit Sephora
French went and got another hit chorus
Hey, hmm, I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, I-I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
My first case was Juvie
Hot boy nigga like Juve
(Yeah)
Love a bad bitch, had out coochie
Oowie, diamonds in the face be crushed up usually
Pop a Percocet, turn to a dog, Scooby
You can tell a nigga if he real from his jewelry
Goggles from Gucci, my eyes is blurry
Run up the check and I bribe the jury
Hot boy bling-bling right out the Urus
Blow a bag, when I go to Paris, I'm a tourist
Shot a video on your hood, no security
Block 23 with a clip-on curvy
Got a lil' bitch from ATL
Ask where's your cash, like "Durk, you hear me?"
Run up that check, check, check, check
Gun go, get, get, get, get, yeah, yeah
Hey, hmm, I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, hey
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Hmm, I-I
Hot boy bling-bling-bling
(Yeah)
Writer(s): Jackman Thomas Harlow, Floyd Bentley, Karim Kharbouch, Terrence Cole, Durk Banks, Tahj Morgan, Andre Proctor, Khaleel Griffin
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