CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Untitled (PnB Rock Collab)*
Lookin' like a snack while I count the bands
We all up in our bag, now we cashin' out the bands
Got a Birkin bag, so my wrist don't tangle
I, I, I
She wanna get high (High)
She liking how I ride (Liking how I ride)
She crashin' the sex vibe (Crashin' the sex vibe)
So, like on my thighs, money in my eyes
Baby, you ain't gotta lie, I can tell by your reply (Yeah)
Got me feelin' the vibe, wanna f**k all night?
Yeah, the sex so hype, yeah, you're a freaky b*t*h type (Yeah)
I don't want a camera
Tryna see you naked, without your pants up
...put your hands up
Trappin' to the door, I throw thеm bands up
Can you throw that back? This our only chance
We all up in our bag, now we cashin' out the bands
Got a Birkin bag, so my wrist don't tangle
I, I, I
She wanna get high (High)
She liking how I ride (Liking how I ride)
She crashin' the sex vibe (Crashin' the sex vibe)
So, like on my thighs, money in my eyes
Baby, you ain't gotta lie, I can tell by your reply (Yeah)
Got me feelin' the vibe, wanna f**k all night?
Yeah, the sex so hype, yeah, you're a freaky b*t*h type (Yeah)
I don't want a camera
Tryna see you naked, without your pants up
...put your hands up
Trappin' to the door, I throw thеm bands up
Can you throw that back? This our only chance
