XXI - Lil Raven

Brand new coupe, matte black

Brand new bih', her ass fat

Twenty-one racks, blackjack

Spend a bag, get it back

Cuban link wet, wrist on splash

Pop some bottles, pop them tags

Twenty-one models, they all bad

I want M&Ms, no snack

Drop the top on them, I make them see

Baby, she want me to hit

I just want head like a weave

VVS diamonds, you know they shinin', they too bright, they makin' me squint

I know these racks gettin' big

Model bitch, she gonna pose for a pic

I throw them racks in the backdrop

They pockets flat like a laptop

I beat the pussy like bad cops

I might buy her some ass shots

Off some Cartier, I make the back drop

Cookin' up like I’m whippin' the crackpot

These niggas on cap, they on caps-lock

They mad, they mad I got no lock, no cap

Hop out the back of big body

These acne jeans, these ain’t no Ed Hardy (facts)

You ridin' in coach, I’m first-class sippin' some Rose (rosé)

I’m spendin' these racks, I’m gettin' bored, I’m startin' to wish I was broke

Brand new coupe, matte black

Brand new bih', her ass fat

Twenty-one racks, blackjackDrop

Spend a bag, get it back

Cuban link wet, wrist on splash

Pop some bottles, pop them tags

Twenty-one models, they all bad

I want M&Ms, no snack (ok)