Uh, tell them niggas stay out my way, I´m good Tell ´em I don´t need no award, I´m ´hood Ho wan´ fuck, tell the bitch, "Let´s do it" Rolls Royce umbrella, she thought they were canes Jump in a Bentley, I jump off a plane
Swervin´ that Phantom, still duckin´ the cams I´m the shit, fuck a Pamper, they bring up my name Not wearin´ white, everything rose gold Got another nigga ho tryna take my soul Put in the Patek and it came two-tone Cartier bracelets with Jacob & Co Sit up and cope Hopin´ it´s plain jane, keep a nigga heart cold, woah Fuck nigga want you to say you want smoke Fuck on these hoes and they fresh like the Pope
Shoot wit´ the Glock like I´m Ja Global, don´t need no WiFi She know I ain´t doin´ shit for hundred thousand Fuck ´em, go tell ´em I´m hot now I waited to blow, I popped now
One million dollars, I´m turnin´ it down One hundred million, I´m chasin´ it down Controllin´ my business inside of my home Rich nigga, Bentley sittin´ dead ´cause nobody drive it round Case in the feds and I´m waitin´ for his call Celine, color red lookin´ like he sellin´ pounds Jimmy Choo granted, my AP is matchin´ My shorts got ´em both in the color of brown Hold up, know the whole thing rose gold Sit and I think, I´m just watchin´ her tone Makin´ ??? ´cus lil ho I ain´t regular Fuck ´em, it don´t make a difference because they ain´t scared of us Every contestant, I buried ´em We´re laughin´ everytime they say they head of us Grind all day, I don´t do no clubbin´ Pushin´ who button, it´ll turn out ugly
Remember I said only you can trust me Know I´m cutthroat, slime, just like my cousin
Uh, tell them niggas stay out my way, I´m good Tell ´em I don´t need no award, I´m ´hood Ho wan´ fuck, tell the bitch, "Let´s do it" Rolls Royce umbrella, she thought they were canes Jump in a Bentley, I jump off a plain Swervin´ that Phantom, still duckin´ the cams I´m the shit, fuck a Pamper, they bring up my name Not wearin´ white, everything rose gold Got another nigga ho tryna take my soul Put in the Patek and it came two-tone Cartier bracelets with Jacob & Co Sit up and cope Hopin´ it´s plain jane, keep a nigga heart cold, woah
Fuck nigga want you to say you want smoke Fuck on these hoes and they fresh like the Pope