Balenciaga with my Guapi on (My Guapi on, on, yeah)
I say I pour mud in my Styrofoam (Inside my Styrofoam, oh, oh)
I been tryna say a prayer for grandma to come home (Oh, oh, oh)

Guess I´m living in an imaginary place
I say, I guess I´m livin´ like a villain up inside his last days
Can´t buy my grave spot by grandma, then put me on side Lil´ Dave

We done been so long with each other, built a home with each other, how the fuck do we get you?
Hold on, you done seen me down and I bubble, I´m a motherfuckin´ hustler, you already know I been here
I been tryna hide it from my child, this shit ain´t right here
I´m just stayin´ right here
I just make sure that my cup stay muddy
I got that Essie on, I know you jockin´ me
I got black Prada on and some Givenchy jeans
I spray that Draco ´round, bitch, you better not play with me

I´m dangerous
I know that you ain´t easy to be tamed
I just cuffed my cup, like, fuck that love, oh, oh

I just cut her off, don´t need that girl, oh, no, no more
Pressed her on my wall, then gave her cheese like an NFT
She wan´ be my cameraman, fly out to come sit with me
Big Maybach, bitch, let me breathe

I´m feelin´ special, I might fly her out to LA, yeah
I got my weapon, it turn violent if you test me, yeah
Can´t tell Mrs. Natalie that I left a coroner of niggas dead

Mm-hm-mm
I can´t lose myself, I can´t lose my groove, oh
I hit my knees, I need some help, these niggas wan´ put me on the news
This my testimony, oh, I been tired of runnin´
They ain´t give me nothin´, hand out like I owe them somethin´
Oh, God, I´ll break ´fore I starve
Oh, God, die for all my loved ones

We done been so long with each other, build a home with each other
How the fuck do we get you? Hold on
You done seen me down and I bubble
I´m a motherfuckin´ hustler, you already know I been here
I been tryna hide it from my child, this shit ain´t right here

I´m just stayin´ right here
I just make sure that my cup stay muddy
I got that Essie on, I know you jockin´ me
I got black Prada on and some Givenchy jeans

I just cut her off, don´t need that girl, oh, no, no more
Pressed her on my wall, then gave her cheese like an NFT
She wan´ be my cameraman, fly out to come sit with me
Big Maybach, bitch, let me breathe