Tax Bracket

Unh, Ion want the bitch, she anonymous
I'm in Saks Fifth buyin' all kinda shit
If she ain't got good head on her shoulders, I don't want the bitch
Car robot, when I pull up park the shit
Glock with the beam, got it shakin', Parkinson's
He umight paint you with the K, yeah he really on some artist shit
Just got bored, spent a K on a ottoman
Put the Glock down, we can swing like Spider-Man
He been rappin' ten years, wrap it up, n**** garbage can
Ridin' with four plants in the back of the sedan
Slime his ass out, call my ass Dirty Dan
Keep me a mop and a stick, Peter Pan
I be in Miami and LA, fuck a bitch in sand
I be rockin' CDG, Play, but n**** I ain't playin'
Beat the bitch down, she pack her shit, she know she ain't stayin'
Bout my money, I'm wackin' shit, I catch 'em Ima lay 'em
I ain't talkin chops, I'm in LA in a Lamb
I don't wait in line in Gucci, I just gotta hit up Ann
Yeah I'm plugged in at the Louis, I just gotta hit up Sam
Spent 40k on Westwood, I could got a TransAm
Put the Glock down, slam his ass, Rob
VanDamn
Two PS5s in the house, I still ain't even play 'em
Your n**** died, you ain't slide bout it, how that is your man's?
Whoa, I go roast I get some pots and pans
Yeah, you better play your cards, Sleight of Hand
Yeah, I'm in the jungle with that Poker face
Yeah, I got bored, drive the Rolls today
Money comin' in, tell that bitch fuck a notification
I ain't gotta show no bread, n**** just know that we made it
I ain't drop a tape, jus did a cook up, n**** went crazy
I was in the Hills for a week, ain't do no work I'm lazy
I ain't drop a tape, but this bitch she tryna have my baby
I was in the Yams, I swear I that I spent 1k daily
Brought my Bay bitch to the A, I told her suck it crazy
5k fit, I put it on, that shit motivation
That's 3.5 in the Wood, it ain't no special occasion
I didn't drop shit in five years, these n***** is patiently waiting
Gotta 2k shooter, he shoot, he got good spacing
I keep a n**** in the Warzone, he lootin' tryna get the paper
2 fives in my crib, I know the neighbors hate me
Yeah, you know I'm smokin' fruit, I put that vibe in a paper
Glock is a nine, but it sing, John Mayer
Yeah, she don't wanna be saved, n**** don't save her
Oh he a tough guy, shitted when he seen the laser
I got a lotta drip, I should be on Fader
Vibes in Decatur
Yeah, jus a minute ago, I was wonderin' if I would make it
Hop the jet, I was patient
I'm in the hills lookin' Asian, wait
I'm in the Yams with the Haitians, aye
Yeah she bad, but I can't take her on no date
I'm GTA the way these n***** changin' plates
This real Za n****, it ain't Wedding Cake
Yeah, I got the paper, n***** hate, I can see it in they face
Oh you hate, just wait till I pull up in the Wraith
Yeah, bro a real n****, he got 40k waitin'
They was waitin' for me to fall, I jus know that they was prayin' on it

(Unh, Ion want the bitch, she anonymous
I'm in Saks Fifth buyin' all kinda shit
If she ain't got good head on her shoulders, I don't want the bitch)