Hold up, let me pop my collar
Racks in this bitch, yeah, I'm so unbothered
What's up? Don't touch my leather
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, wait)
Hold up, let me pop my collar
Racks in this bitch, yeah, I'm so unbothered
What's up? Don't touch my leather
Ricky O, lamb, rockstar weather
British, so I do things proper
Stunting overseas like a real show-stopper
Ain't got no problems, but if I do, I'ma solve it
'Cause I got racks on racks, bags of yen

Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen

Aight, aight, aight
All, all, all my sexy ladies–
Um, wait, hold on, no, wait
Any, any, anyone who's sexy
Come, come to the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat
To the beat, to the beat
(Grah, grah, grah, go)

Hold on, hold on, let me pop a tag
Only rocking shit they pull out from the back
Wait, wait, wait, hold up, let me crack a zip
Give 'em front row to these brand new tits
Like breathe, poke it out
With ease, break it down, hold up
Like breathe, poke it out
With ease, break it– (grah, grah)

I call 'em Shibuya
I'm makin' them cross in my floor-length Cavalli, it's so freaking punk
Blow some more yen when I get in a funk
'Cause my tailor got patience, he really a monk
A Shimokitazawa find on my feet
When me and my Barbies step out on this, yeah
It's Comme on my body, big dawg, ain't no garçon
Racks on racks, bags of yen

Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags of, ba-bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen

Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of, go
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen
Bags and bags and bags of yen (you gotta rack it up, you know)
Bags and bags and bags of yen