Bon Jovi
Fuck
Ayo
Money green MAC-11
Money blue TECs, we chopping in a duplex
Running around like who next?
Pump in the London Fog 2X
Hit the kitchen, gave that brick a suplex
Cartier 10 vision
Water whipping, slaughter viscous (Skrrt)
Fly bitch on the bottom
Sippers clocking chicken
Walking over water
Suede Giuseppe's never wet though
Cuban link on top of Cuban links
Make my neck glow
Mommy said I'm special
I hit the block with the best dope
So many chains I thought my neck broke
Phenomenal rap nigga, we rocking those
Fill a blem, duffle smell like Papito's
Come there got shown
Drive past doing donuts playing Donuts (Skrrt)
Told her stop looking pretty, bitch, roll up
Fiends on my Lanvin heels, chill
Niggas sniffing fish outta thousand dollar bills, ill
I'm fresh and impeccable
I'm stressin' tryna stretch the coke
Like Frank I gotta catch that boat
I need a new plug
Fashion week, got that Jimmy Choo love
I think it's true love!
I've been looking hard as fuck
But ain't nobody fucking with me!
Everybody talking fly now
But ain't nobody flyer than me!
Skywalker got me in the sky
But ain't nobody higher than me!
Violate then you gotta die
And ain't nobody shooting but me!
Look at the sun (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels)
See how it shines on our eyes
We were never meant to see the truth in their eyes
All your life they brought you to believe in those lies
Hahahaha, straight like that, nigga, word, word, uh
Come through and wack the block
Then double bag the watch
When them niggas had the top
I was tryna crack the pot
They was tryna strech the truth (Real talk)
I'm just tryna stretch the coupe (You know me)
Buttons on the steering wheel
Which one adjust the roof?
Talking 'bout my life but
What I say affect the youth
Everytime I hit the booth
Just respect the naked truth
I watch my wrist, catch the flu
Giuseppe shoe, electric blue
F's on my belt and shoes
F's on my record too
Niggas face time and tell
That's why they say time'll tell
Tryna stash what I buy for real
Like tryna hide a whale
No, I never signed a deal
Nigga, I'm just signed and sealed
Lead fly, my homie fire the steel
I sat behind the wheel
Movies like Tarantino
Pull up in a Benzino
I just fuck her though
We love these hoes, like Benzino
Cocaine buying out, Gucci store trying out
Champagne spilling like I'm, tryna put a fire out
Look at the sun
See how it shines on our eyes
We were never meant to see the truth in their eyes
All your life they brought you to believe in those lies
Ayo
Money green MAC-11
Money blue TECs, we chopping in a duplex
Running around like who next?
Pump in the London Fog 2X
Hit the kitchen, gave that brick a suplex
Cartier 10 vision
Water whipping, slaughter viscous (Skrrt)
Fly bitch on the bottom
Sippers clocking chicken
Walking over water
Suede Giuseppe's never wet though
Cuban link on top of Cuban links
Make my neck glow
Mommy said I'm special
I hit the block with the best dope
So many chains I thought my neck broke
Phenomenal rap nigga, we rocking those
Fill a blem, duffle smell like Papito's
Come there got shown
Drive past doing donuts playing Donuts (Skrrt)
Told her stop looking pretty, bitch, roll up
Fiends on my Lanvin heels, chill
Niggas sniffing fish outta thousand dollar bills, ill
I'm fresh and impeccable
I'm stressin' tryna stretch the coke
Like Frank I gotta catch that boat
I need a new plug
Fashion week, got that Jimmy Choo love
I think it's true love!
I've been looking hard as fuck
But ain't nobody fucking with me!
Everybody talking fly now
But ain't nobody flyer than me!
Skywalker got me in the sky
But ain't nobody higher than me!
Violate then you gotta die
And ain't nobody shooting but me!
Look at the sun (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels)
See how it shines on our eyes
We were never meant to see the truth in their eyes
All your life they brought you to believe in those lies
Hahahaha, straight like that, nigga, word, word, uh
Come through and wack the block
Then double bag the watch
When them niggas had the top
I was tryna crack the pot
They was tryna strech the truth (Real talk)
I'm just tryna stretch the coupe (You know me)
Buttons on the steering wheel
Which one adjust the roof?
Talking 'bout my life but
What I say affect the youth
Everytime I hit the booth
Just respect the naked truth
I watch my wrist, catch the flu
Giuseppe shoe, electric blue
F's on my belt and shoes
F's on my record too
Niggas face time and tell
That's why they say time'll tell
Tryna stash what I buy for real
Like tryna hide a whale
No, I never signed a deal
Nigga, I'm just signed and sealed
Lead fly, my homie fire the steel
I sat behind the wheel
Movies like Tarantino
Pull up in a Benzino
I just fuck her though
We love these hoes, like Benzino
Cocaine buying out, Gucci store trying out
Champagne spilling like I'm, tryna put a fire out
Look at the sun
See how it shines on our eyes
We were never meant to see the truth in their eyes
All your life they brought you to believe in those lies
Credits
Writer(s): 0, Alvin Lamar Worthy, Jeremie Pennick, Og Sole
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