Bengali ting, I told her challo

Andhar aake purde bunkarou

That's when the party starts

We be trapping all night b**h, saari raat

She said "I was waiting in the rain but you never came"

I'm sorry baby I was sniffing up the 'caine

Pigs on my back, I was switching up the lanes

Sitting in the Range, I was picking up the change

I've got the golden-brown and the beige-white

We're trapping in the night-time till the daylight

I'm a vampire, nothing like Twilight

I moved so much snow I've got frostbite

And I've got some slores on for the weekend

C**e, I get more gone like Freeman

We hit the strip, take over in the weekend

Then move to another hood, Adam Deacon

I've got my new ho catting for the sniff

Got me hitting balls like I'm batting on a pitch

Yeah I bang it with a grin

Bag it in the cling

I was in the trap house chatting to the Jinns

Now we're up in Four Seasons

We've been getting it for four seasons

Leg shot have your w**e screaming

When we come around we distribute that corn even

I was talking to the demons

Made a little change now I've got the slores scheming

Made a little name so these bitches wanna play me now

I was doing fine until that broke b**h came around

Minute after minute, hour after hour

Gave a ho a line and she said it was the power

Them gyal there, five bills for an hour

P**y so good a man tried to give her dawah