Billboard

Man it's like a living room inside the benzo
S63 will get you out the friend zone
What we on taking trips
Shopping sprees
Hella gifts
Ice cream hella drip
That pussy good hella kids
That head fy scholarship
First I get the bag
Then I politic
I was whipping thru the streets
No L's in the V
Gotta line on them P's did like 50 last week
We been smoked out for weeks
Fish tank wit da reef
Moon rock wit da keef
Sace spread wit da sheets
I just crowned me a queen
California king
Wutang shoalin
High as Yao Ming
Pimp C Bun B
Underground kings
Win one wit da team Super Bowl rings
All this shit I got I gotta kill for it
Seen a nigga sell his soul for the billboard
Angel face on her knees I'm the real lord
Couldn't eat gotta eat had to steal for it



Credits
Writer(s): Amir Jenkins, Bryson March
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