Lyrics Chacha! - Superior

Ayyee, yea
Chacha!
Aye

Yves Saint Laurent when I pop out
It's flash and a flick when I hop out
Hop in the whip, if it's hot get the drop top
I get to the money like chop chop
Yea these bitties be calling me dada
Bands'll make her do chacha
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I talk to the money like "blah blah"
Yves Saint Laurent when I pop out
It's flash and a flick when I hop out
Hop in the whip, if it's hot get the drop top
I get to the money like chop chop
Yea these bitties be calling me dada
Bands'll make her do chacha
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I talk to the money like "blah blah"

I talk to the money and it talk back
Bling bling, hit my phone and I call back
Got me a bitch in the passenger, know she gon' ride for me
Hitting these licks up in all black
I know my ex mad when she saw that
I've been up doing my thing with a bitch and she badder
They calling me sharp 'cause I'm stacking this cheddar
Get nudes in the DMs but I never met her
Ain't tucking these chains, lil' bitch I been solid
Coming for mines, hollows hitting your noggin
Ain't shopping thru windows, I want it, I cop it
Hop on the PJ, ain't do economics
I'm dripping my bitch up in Louis and Prada
She calling me daddy but that ain't my daughter
Get used to the name like I'm somebody father
But she just be topping me up when I got her

Yves Saint Laurent when I pop out
It's flash and a flick when I hop out
Hop in the whip, if it's hot get the drop top
I get to the money like chop chop
Yea these bitties be calling me dada
Bands'll make her do chacha
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I talk to the money like "blah blah"
Yves Saint Laurent when I pop out
It's flash and a flick when I hop out
Hop in the whip, if it's hot get the drop top
I get to the money like chop chop
Yea these bitties be calling me dada
Bands'll make her do chacha
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I talk to the money like "blah blah"

Blah blah blah, ring ring ring
Lil' bitch in my ear but I don't hear a thing
'Less she giving me becky, the Rollie is prezzy
These VVs is heavy, I'm wearing a sink
Feel like I'm Jordan, should get me a ring
I'm shooting my shot, got a glock with a beam
If a opp wanna press then it's lead in his dreams
Got like 30 to spend and I'd do it for free
You know I been scheming
Fuck how you feeling
Copping Dior, you still shopping at Neiman's
These diamonds is shining, you wearing them sequins
Can't sneak in a link 'cause she leaking the secrets
I'm beating her walls like I'm trying to breed her
She think she the one but I ain't finna keep her
This V10 roaring when I'm in it speeding
She think that I love her, I just wanna beat it

Yves Saint Laurent when I pop out
It's flash and a flick when I hop out
Hop in the whip, if it's hot get the drop top
I get to the money like chop chop
Yea these bitties be calling me dada
Bands'll make her do chacha
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I talk to the money like "blah blah"
Yves Saint Laurent when I pop out
It's flash and a flick when I hop out
Hop in the whip, if it's hot get the drop top
I get to the money like chop chop
Yea these bitties be calling me dada
Bands'll make her do chacha
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I talk to the money like "blah blah"