Stack it

[Intro]
(EXXILE in the house, bitch!)

[Verse 1]
Talk money? Bitch, say less
I don’t chase no man, just chase that check
Ass too fat, make ‘em break that sweat
If he ain’t got bands, then he ain’t my ex

Penthouse views, no time for the drama
Bitches stay mad, but they copy my commas
I’m too up, yeah, I’m too unbothered
Pussy too good, got ‘em spendin’ like water

[Pre-Chorus]
He said, “Damn, you a savage” (yeah-duh)
Took his card, did damage (Uh-huh)
He love hoes, but I’m a bad bitch
I don’t do love, just transactions

[Chorus]
Throw that ass up, let it drop, make it bounce
If he talk big, tell that boy, pull it out
Only real bitches in the spot, what’s the count?
Hit the stripper pole when the drop hit—

[DROP: FESTIVAL TRAP MADNESS]


[Verse 2]
Bitch, I’m lit, I don’t need no luck
Make a broke boy sick when I hop out the truck
He want me? He ain’t got enough
I need a big bankroll, need a Bentley truck

Rich bitch talk, I don’t hear no lames
Pussy so wet, he forgot his name
If she talk slick, she don’t want that fade
Better keep it cute ‘fore I snatch that chain

[Bridge]
Back it up, back it up, throw it down
We don’t play nice, we don’t mess around
Big bass hit when we drop that sound
If she talk too much, tell that hoe pipe down

[Chorus]
Throw that ass up, let it drop, make it bounce
If he talk big, tell that boy, pull it out
Only real bitches in the spot, what’s the count?
Hit the stripper pole when the drop hit—

[FINAL DROP: EVEN HARDER FESTIVAL TRAP CHAOS]

[Outro]
(Yeah, EXXILE in the house— now turn that shit up!)

Festival trap, energetic, festival, trap, hip-hop, EDM, pop-rap, synthesizing bass drops, hype trap, female