Hostess (feat. MORGAN)

[Chorus] I'm your motherfuckin' hostess Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh I'm your motherfuckin' hostess Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah Locked in, tell your friends where we posted [Verse 1] You can pop bottles if you want Givin' off charm, hangin' bitches from your arm So you think you've got style, but you don't You're not comin' in, evеn with your Gucci coat I'm a-lookin' at the ice on your throat Talkin' so big, boy, I hope you don't chokе And you got a little somethin' on your nose You ain't comin' in, it's a broke-free zone Yeah, I know you're leasing your Lambo Arms so jacked like you're Rambo Yeah, I know you never seen a bankroll (Ah, ah) Yeah, I know you're leasing your iPhone, yeah Play the bad boy, but you're Santo, yeah Really think you're Rocky, but you're Fat Joe Scaramouche, do the Mitch fantango [Chorus] I'm your motherfuckin' hostess Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh I'm your motherfuckin' hostess Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah Locked in, tell your friends where we posted [Post-Chorus] What you gon' do with these? Double digits, six figures, ice earrings What you gon' do with these? [Verse 2] See me in my story in my villa, uh (Uh, yeah) I be by the cupboard with the liquor, uh (Uh, yeah) Queen of the desert like Priscilla, uh (Uh, uh) No pre-game, no mixer, yeah Did your mama tell you all the dos and don'ts? It's a girls night, shoulda stayed at home Man, I could really do without your cheap cologne You could empty out a room with your pheromones Did your mama tell you all the dos and don'ts? You can't even touch me in my Saint Laurent Tryna catch a bag, but you can't get stoned Brag about your boys, but you're all alone [Chorus] I'm your motherfuckin' hostess Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah Locked in, tell your friends where we posted, uh I'm your motherfuckin' hostess Hot Benz, all tens, got the most-est Raise a motherfuckin' flute for the toast, yeah Locked in, tell your friends where we posted [Post-Chorus] What you gon' do with these? Double digits, six figures, ice earrings What you gon' do?