You a yes man, I´m a rich boy (Throw some Ds on her)
I´m a breast man, I´ma skeet on her, make a mess And she gon´ look up to me, I´m who she proud of I come from where it´s hustlers, pimps, players and don dadas
Yeah Yeah, yeah
New shit might get spooky, had to bring the ways back Stupid lil´ bitch wan´ reminisce about some shit from way back When you slackin´ on the job, that´s when they try and take that Niggas really think they cutthroat ´cause they talkin´ out they necks Why don´t you get out your feelings? Middle fingers to these niggas
They wanna see me turn to the villain, either way though, I´ma kill ´em
When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (Yes) Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) Yes (Tss), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (Huh) Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes
Fuck you mean? My life real GTA And I need a payment in ETH Right now the motherfucker ETA And I be the champ, nigga, year after year, after year Yeah, I´m goin´ three-peat wave
I ain´t droppin´ no dime, you boys cheapskates And I´m stickin´ to the course, no PGA Hoes plottin´ on me, that´s so cliché Five-star suite, five-star general, yeah, bitch, and I´m goin´ AWOL (AWOL) How the fuck a young nigga got his whole logo On a jersey and a nigga don´t play ball? Stupid niggas been like "What you been on?" I said, "A fuckin´ rocket, bitch, I´m ´bout to go take off" (Take off) Bitch, I´ma fly my own PJ, fuck you mean? Top flight security of the world, Craig Goofy-ass highs Niggas got my name in they mouth ´cause I´m all in their girl head I stuck to the code, niggas can´t decode me If they pushin´ my buttons, it´s code red Twenty thousand bitches prayin´ that we break up
You that nigga, why you sleepin´? I´m him when I wake up Yeah, holy matrimony where I stack the cake up This right here the realest game I probably ever gave up
When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (Yes) Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) Yes (Tss), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (Huh) Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh) Yes
Yeah Yes
I would rather give y´all my soul, I don´t have to sell it Might take a piss off your rap Mount Rushmore after I scale it Blue strips when I do hit the strip, know we fuckin´ it up like Elvis No broke talk, G.O.A.T. talk Money talkin´ to me, like I don´t need no motherfuckin´ therapist Brought it right back to the crib like it´s nowhere else to go I was in North Carolina, throwin´ up them pyramids with Hov Confirmation that my ancestors built pyramids, for sure Nothin´ happens by coincidence, it´s written in the scrolls
Fuckin´ wifey types like hoes I can´t even put on my clothes, bitch, I gotta go Pockets so deep, it implodes Who keepin´ up with the score? I don´t plateau Niggas back up in that mode And I don´t weigh no pros or no cons ´cause I only know pros Fuck what you sellin´ me I lay the play down to run this bitch, I think they tellin´ me, "No"