[Intro] (Where’s your son at?) (Oh, he’s out with his friends tonight?) (That’s fine... I prefer the man who pays the mortgage anyway) (Icy... tap in) [Verse 1] Your boy is cute, yeah, he’s alright for a phase But he’s playing video games while I want to get paid. I’m sitting in the mansion, sipping on the wine Looking at the patriarch, looking mighty fine. Silver in his hair, black card in the clip Staring at my curves, biting on his lip. He bought the Ferrari that his little boy drives I’m about to upgrade the rest of my life. Left the son on read, yeah, he’s blowing up my phone While I’m taking off my heels in his daddy’s home. [Chorus] Upgrading the status, skipping straight to the top Once I get the silver fox, I’m never gonna stop. Bounce that ass, yeah, making daddy proud Keeping it a secret, we ain't saying it loud. Shake them tits, yeah, bouncing on the leather Me and his pops, yeah, we doing it better. Sorry to your boy, but he couldn't hit the spot I traded in the prince for the king of the lot. [Verse 2] He knows how to touch it, got that old school grace Putting his little boy in his proper place. Rolex on his wrist, heavy on the gold I like my bank accounts and my men a little old. We on the mahogany desk in the den Showing him the difference between boys and men. Your son is a rookie, yeah, he finishes fast But daddy’s got the stamina to make the night last. Go deep with the rhythm, keep it steady and grand I got the whole inheritance right in my hand. He’s buying me the Birkin that his son couldn't afford Yeah, this the type of service that I can’t ignore. [Bridge] (Hey baby...) (I think your son just pulled in the driveway) (Let him knock...) (We’re busy discussing my new allowance) (Left cheek, right cheek) (Maybe he can call me stepmom...) [Chorus] Upgrading the status, skipping straight to the top Once I get the silver fox, I’m never gonna stop. Bounce that ass, yeah, making daddy proud Keeping it a secret, we ain't saying it loud. Shake them tits, yeah, bouncing on the leather Me and his pops, yeah, we doing it better. Sorry to your boy, but he couldn't hit the spot I traded in the prince for the king of the lot. [Outro] (Yeah... zip it up) (Tell your boy we need to have a family meeting) (Icy...) (Generational wealth looks good on me)
