Madrid

Told my bro that he got to stop lagging
Cause these bitches be switching like switches
Just chase the riches and stop with the bad vibes
Take a helicopter to the crib just to say that we did
Views on top of views and still migt take a trip out to Madrid
When it's said and done we gon be the ones living like some Dons
Neck and wrist on froze, looking like some kids playing with crayons
Mr. Fresh to Death in the flesh, it goes on and on and on and on
Satin from head to toe and most pieces you will never see
Got a couples bro and they ready to splash like Steph from 3
Water on me every where dripping and I don't like the sea
Cooling in Madrid like I am Bale
Married to the money memba when I lifted up her veil
She so pretty dat no kizzy I'm in love with her for real
Know she been round those niggas they can't handle her they failed
Mr stack it up or run it up regardless how I feel
I'm like AB when I feel like it I'm walking off the field
No one stopping me it's my terms when I'm signing record deals
We in foreigner cars burning out the tires these hot wheels
Give my bitches some racks and told her baby go and get your nails did
Girl you look so pretty when we fucking lemme film it
Told me she been waiting then she started play my music
Baby girl and me, we made a movie private viewing viewing uhh
Baby you know we gon make a movie
When you get here it's on let's get into the jacuzzi
I could buy you Gucci or Louis or Prada or Dior
Baby this a Lambo, press the button for the doors



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Atherley, Liam Russell
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