Can't even f*ck with us on this shit, man
Nigga need a million plus to get 'round us, on God
I know I got some habits, but I had to have it (brr)
Five milli in the bank with a couple stashes
Boy, I been mastered it, why they just catchin' on to this shit?
I done had up and downs like that six-fold better make your bitch bounce
She gon' eat that dick in a quick amount (ha)
In her gums like a orthodontist
Every tube up in my mouth filled with diamonds and them bitches flawless
And she know I'm perfect (ayy)
I done put that work in (ayy)
I done made it this far, and still remained solid
How far will I go in that Murcielago?
And that level that I'm reachin' boy, that shit Picasso
Excuse my repertoire, how I do this shit
I break it down a little different
Make you feel that shit
I seen my pops touch a million with no drug deals
I'm a Broward baby, so I'ma get that shit for real
Shout out Lauderhill, 954 forever
Atlanta raised me too, I'm only gettin' better
Man, this shit so timeless
Walked through the crib full of statues and some monuments
You niggas could never (huh)
Marble tables, marble floors
Get the pussy wet, or better, I make her cum for sure (for sure)
Ha, it's for certain I'm here for a purpose
I'm the leader of this shit and you niggas my servants
I fell asleep up in the whip I had pulled up the curtains
'Cause I know they watchin' (yeah)
Every move that I make they gon' ty to copy
But they on some sloppy shit
How the hell you live your life everyday bein' counterfeit
I could only fuckin' imagine it
I can't even imagine that shit, and I ain't lyin', bitch
Haha, we don't even f*ck with niggas (brr)
Broke ass boy (yeah)
Flawless nigga, I'm touchin' the beat like Floyd, nigga
Pretty money shit, nigga (hmm, hmm)
Pretty boy
It's complicated tryna explain that I'm not obligated
Like tryna tell your OG how your chain was confiscated
Inside the room with 12 explainin' shit, all animated
Damn, I made it
Damn, I made a way for all my brothers
To keep shelter
Ayy, man, where's Walter?
She got to the head quick just like Alka-seltzer
Helter-skelter how I'm movin' got these bitches choosin'
Show this bitch some riches, now this lil' bitch in here oozin' (on God)
I'm the king of clothing (yeah)
Youngest nigga with them pieces, everything hot (what else?)
And I ain't talkin' Stalin
Used to make a check from cuttin' grass 'round the hood
Now it's bi-weekly when them folks come through and get to mowin'
I totaled four different foreigns in the last year (what else?)
I put like six total karats in my left ear, how I'm up
Still might cry if you pour up my cup
Still might cry if I look out my window (yeah)
Still inside the club with that extendo
Still gon' f*ck her raw, rubbers a no-no
I'ma pay for her later, I know now (yes)
I'ma pay the bitch one way or other (yes)
I try to treat hoes with respect like I would treat my mother (woo)
But I can't treat 'em like I treat my mother (no)
Well they have Benz's, Birkins, AP's, houses (yes)
Check the circle, can't hang 'round with mouses
Fifteen hundred on Margiela blouses
Not for myself, but for my future spouses
I won't get caught at outings (no)
I don't have doubts
I pay zero attention when my bitch doubt
And when in doubt I hit the route and check my mouth
'Cause nobody got me here, can't no one keep me here (on God)
Face to face with my demons, I can't feel the fear (yeah)
If I keep dubbin' my main bitch, she gon' be out of here
