Body be wearing that bidan-os ju-innim be wearing that bi-ssan geo da golla dam-a i baguni Commedes Garson vapor Max and Nill barret ne yeonbong on my outfit We ain't poppin bottles You know what I mean by that i gansa bad ass meog-eo se beon-jjae jom baggo jumping on to the next nae red magazine anj-a-iss-eodo Magazine ui booty call nal goelobhyeo mulyo-ui bongsa don't fuck around hae jubyeon jangsa jil-eun deo isang andoeneun geo-ya nae rode to the hometown i feel matgyeoseo nan tto i line eul bag-a neo igeosdeul somangdaelo na salgil balandamyeon geugeon amadu huidae-ui omyeong tto igeosdeul da payback Boy I'm 'bout that life neol chajgil bala tto wae ilae nan bubble ilae ain't it Then I'ma pop that shit inside neo-ui meolitong inside deepest abgujeong rodeo street might be Mu'fucking Olympus, woo ibsaeng jigab on my body Like waligaligaligali ew ibsaeng jigab on my body Like waligaligaligali ooh ibsaeng jigab on my body Like waligaligaligali yeah nine-kkili haechyeomeog-eo haechyeomeog-eo I don't give a fuck a 'bout it So sunny outside and my neck is so shiny And I hop in that Audi there, ain't you can tell me I need me a Bently and it gotta be tinted And y'all be so frontin' and I need y'all to admit it, yeah Red boys fuck the place we always gon' be mixin' shit (bitch) And keep on countin' bitch (bitch) And I need some bands and shit Tats on my ribs and shit And I'm spendin' all my money On clothes, hoes, jewels and shit (And bitch I'm) spendin' racks and shit Versace jeans and shit hangugmal hajido moleuneunde Knockin' my door I be like nugu-ya nugu gaesae-kki-ya byeongsin-a maj-a