My name's Slizzy, but this bitch forgot
Run my city, they won't take my spot
Nigga run up, then he gon' get shot
I just ran a milli' up on God

Beat that pussy, she scream out, "No más"
Claim they real but that shit a façade
Gave me chills when I found out you lied
The nerve of you, I thought you were right, thought you would slide

My bitch said she need a Cash App, I'ma send that like, "Hi"
I don't even wonder why, know my bitch so fly
I know she the prize, lightskin, 5'5"
Nice eyes, ass on her thighs

That bitch is good, but she is not better than mine
My bitch not friendly, don't like none my guys
Nigga run up, then he gon' get shot
I just ran a milli' up, on God

On God, yeah
We out in Brooklyn turnin' up another notch
I'm Slizzy Drizzy, baby, you know how I rock
I'm doin' toasts with mimosas at the spa

I'm a stunna, I'm with C, that's on God
Your man time's up and he's on the clock
I wear my Rollie upside down in the spot
That way the sixes is always on top
She said her bestie wanna get on and swap
I said, "Well, this time, I might have to—"
I said, "Well, this time, I might be a thot"
I can't tell y'all, "Stop"

She just did a bean out in Boston, oh my
A Tesla in Texas, self-drive
A thizz on a bridge, see the city lights
Her name on the guest list, so am I
Let's go inside, ayy
Okay

I'm still in the club lookin' for love, oh no, no, nah
Done what it is, not what it was, had to switch it up
Super turned up, off two-three, off two-three
Better turn up, better turn up, oh-woah, okay, yeah

Yeah-yeah (oh)
Somebody who loves me in the buildin'
Somebody who feel me in the buildin' (oh)
We throw 50 thou' to the ceiling, oh yeah
I know there's somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (who loves me)
And that's all I need
Yeah