Master Sword

Oof

Genie grant a wish, I'm getting rich, huh?
'Member when I said I hit a lick, huh?
I don't really wanna fuck the bitch, what?
Willy went and made another hit
Okay like, Prada on my motherfuckin' kid, huh?
Louis on my motherfuckin' hip, huh?
Curry how I dunk, no swish, ayy
Fuck it, gonna fuck that bitch, ayy

If you ain't gon' fuck wit' me, you a dumb fuck, uh
Pull up and hit the boy, feel like one punch, uh
Look at my bank, and I'm getting dumb rich, uh
And I'm gonna count it up 'til a hundred, uh
I'm just tryna get it, like this, like that
Ayy, Willy tell me how you get a bitch like that
Ayy, listen to yo' music man, this ain't that
Ayy, Willy tell me how you get yo' wrist like that?

My pockets fat, got money stacks
I'm posted in the back and got a hunnid racks (ayy, ayy), a hunnid racks (ayy, ayy)
I'm coming up, she down to fuck
He wanna be like me, I tell him run it up (ayy), run it up (ayy)

My pockets fat, got money stacks
I'm posted in the back and got a hunnid racks (ayy, ayy), a hunnid racks (ayy, ayy)
I'm coming up, she down to fuck
He wanna be like me, I tell him run it up (ayy), run it up (ayy)

Round one, like Ike, I fight, mm
In the kitchen, I'm whippin' like Betty White, mm
Bad bitch on my list like Light, mm
I been killin' the business, feel like I'm Dwight, mm
Big bones 'cause ya boy still breastfeed (ayy)
Bad bitch wanna be my bestie (ooh)
New ice my wrist like jet ski (wet)
Talk shit get hit don't test me (ayy)

Runnin' and runnin' and don't ever stop
Got a Mac in the back, and we let that shit pop, ayy
Pull up and skirt out the lot
See I don't got no time, but my wrist got a watch
Hunnid on hunnid get stuffed in a sock
And I don't chase a bitch only after the guap, ayy
Wrist and my drink on the rocks
See, I can't fuck that bitch if her dad is a cop

Bummin' and bummin', these kids wanna be me
'Cause everything from me go straight to the top, ayy
Made a few bands off a single and end of the day you can't piss in a pot (bitch you broke)
Started getting famous now, I'm feeling like the pope
Spending time in Vegas 'bouta make a lot of dough
Quick scope, no scope, you hoes on ghost
Deep throat my load, my hoe don't choke

Bitch, I'm a legend like Zelda
Bitch, I'm a legend like Zelda (yuh, ayy)
Bitch, I'm a legend like Zelda
Bitch, I'm a legend like Zelda (ha, what?)
Sorry, don't know what to tell ya
Sorry, don't know what to tell ya (ha, ayy)
Bitch, I'm a legend like Zelda
Bitch, I'm a legend like Zelda

My pockets fat, got money stacks
I'm posted in the back and got a hunnid racks (ayy, ayy), a hunnid racks (ayy, ayy)
I'm coming up, she down to fuck
He wanna be like me, I tell him run it up (ayy), run it up (ayy)



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Writer(s): Joshua Williams
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