French Montana/ Post Malone/ Cardi B：
Montana
Posty
Okurr
French Montana：
From the block
Now we're slappin' on the yachts like Somalians
Uh- huh
Egyptian cloak on my body diamonds like 6 ix 9 ine yeah
Yeah
Now we comin' through the back
We don't do it to the concierge
Now that boy run fashion call it FashionNova again
Huh
We started the wave now everybody lookin' insane
Tell me how you won
Woah
Shorty buss' it down give us the money
Keep the crown
Tell me how you won
Been around the globe
And the globe
But we splashed ten O's of my net worth yeah
Neck work then the leg work
Work
We're the stars like the network
Work Montana
Post Malone：
You see the writing on the wall
Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya
You see the writing on the wall
I'll bring it back
Bring it back yeah
Post Malone：
Got a lil' mama in my telephone
She jumpin' all up on me yo
Ayy
H*es all in my section
I don't want 'em keep them b***hes
I'm like Vamanos
Ayy ayy ayy
We can work it out
Lil' mama all we need is just a little cardio
Ayy
Yeah she the type of woman if we cannot do it
I will catch a body for
Ooh yeah yeah
Call my accountant
Bought my b***h new Beamer she whip 7- Series yeah
Ooh yeah yeah
I spend whatever
Girl I do whatever to show you I'm serious
Ooh yeah yeah
That sound familiar
They just talkin' s**t because they feel inferior
Ooh yeah that's just how we go
Post Malone：
You see the writing on the wall
Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya
You see the writing on the wall
I'll bring it back bring it back yeah
Cardi B/ French Montana：
All the millions make me horny Montana
Cardi we the hottest out the South Bronx yeah
Made me holla' for a dollar got my makeup on your collar
You'll be callin' me tomorrow yeah
And my diamonds like water you'll be callin' me tomorrow
Then I'm just gettin' shorted
Uh huh
Make you push a little harder
Little faster little deeper
'Fore I promise I be keepin' ya
Said it's all about the level of booty like a Jell- O Cup
B***hes hella' jealous wishin' it was them instead of us
I done got hot dog relish she ain't catchin' up
Gucci Fendi Prada Balenciaga I got Margiela ah
Standin' ovation the broad of the nation
Me and babe racin' the rage were adjacent
Wishin' we could take the rumors to the bank
To the bank
Wouldn't have no more rumors out the safe
Woo woo
But I'ma ball it like a napkin
Tap it like it's Jaski
Hold the door for me then pop me on the a*s cheek
Ain't too rich to get it poppin' in the backseat
Next time you want another b***h you better ask me ah
I can see now that a*s
You better take a picture now
Shorty need me to spaz
And now we're rollin' down the freeway talkin' 'bout a threeway
Startin' workin' out but he gon' eat me on his cheat- day off
Post Malone/ Cardi B：
You see the writing on the wall
Hold onto me and I'ma hold ya
You see the writing on the wall
I'll bring it back bring it back yeah
Post Malone/ Cardi B：
La- la- la la- la- la
La- la- la Okurr ohh
La- la- la
What you want
La- la- la
La- la- la ohh
