╭━━━━•°•━━━━━━ ♪ ━━━━━━━━━╮ ©2026 Celeste All rights reserved. This is an original work written by Celeste. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of the lyrics is prohibited. ╰━━━•°• ━━━━━━━ ♪ ━━━━━━━━━╯ Celeste Yeah Hot off the press Face card don’t eva decline Mona Lisa, she priceless Soft and ripe, she at her prime How bout that? How bout that? How bout that? If I want it, I’ll buy it You betta play witcha momma I’ll neva be the side chick Oh please, don’t be outta pocket Make it clap Make it clap Make it clap I’m the right one, if ya clocking I’m real, and I’ll start the drama Find out if you want some problems I ain’t the opp or big papa I got 99 ways to solve em Reppin’ Hermes n Prada I’m the one and the two, watch it I'll mop the floor with that talking Acting out, 0 to 100 Run it up, empty ya pockets Stacks, stacks, stacks Racks, Racks, Racks Loose lips betta find ya mouth I’m spittin’ in abundance I’m crazy, this girl's gone wild You kno what I’m talkin’ about Bootylicious like Destiny Child Mask down, switch up mandated Ghost rider, nigga Swayze Hallelujah, we made it Got that Elle Aesthetic Rizz me up, go on glaze it Diamonds on my rims Fitted, rocking my timbs How bout that? How bout that? How bout that? Make it clap Make it clap Make it clap Goddess, baby I got options Category 5, I’m toxic I’m a savage, a hot topic Trending stock, I’m making profits Causing havoc got a clear conscience Hash tagging that trauma and baggage Viral from emotional damage A Kardashian type of lavish Representin' I got that magic My page attractin' the attention TMZ even wants a mention How bout that? How bout that? Pink tings, unapologetic Snatched, hourglass, all milk, no skim Bubbalicious, pretty princess Kitty phat, yeah they all want that Make it clap Make it clap Make it clap All tea and shade we relentless Throw them ones and the fat stacks Go ahead and mind ya business Anotha one, got them big backs Sugar, spice, and everything nice Stacks, stacks, stacks Racks, Racks, Racks Sweet tea, southern bell, Georgia peach Diamond chain, stuntin’, dripped in ice I’ll go ape shit, 5 stars on me How bout that? How bout that? Make it clap Stacks, stacks, stacks Racks, Racks, Racks
