Breakfast in Monaco

Man, sippin' this sparkling water and shit
Aye, what's happenin'?
Numbers (aye, aye, aye, aye)

Quick drive to bust a move
She play the passenger (play the passenger)
Check my mail grab lunch, somethin' casual (numbers)
Did the stainless Daytona with the three clocks
Low key, all them people seen was a white drop
Four G's for the sweatsuit, I might hit the Opera
Private diner, 1k a day for the private driver
So pristine, you will not see a flaw in my diamonds
Birds chirpin', did the green juice

She did the iced coffee (good job)
Quick play, sent a twenty-piece down to Milwaukee
Couple days in Napa just a rеason to go take the 'Rarri
Real P, shе put it in my hand before the engine started
Bottega wallet, real life, we not just rhyming, chances took
Been through so much shit, I could write a book
Still get a rush countin' up, it's never enough (man)
(Heated driveways and shit, ugh)
(Something slight), aye, aye, aye, aye

We been puttin' work in so long
Had to sacrifice a whole lot but now it's way better days
Can't give up now yeah you gotta hold on
Girl you coulda been my only one but you just have to chance

I been on a mission
Strictly bag-getting, shit been hittin' different
Shootin' never missin', got it out the kitchen
Niggas know I lived it
I'm cut from that cloth, nigga
All I know is get it, aye, aye, aye

Escargot, I'm in Paris talkin' big numbers
Sports band on the Chrono Patek, nigga
Spend somethin', stressin' out
Tryin' to save the world, but it's gettin' tough
Told niggas 2019 a million ain't enough (a million ain't enough)
You can come down now love, I'm pullin' up (I'm pullin' up)
Sweatpants, pinky ring with the emerald cut (emerald cut)
I hit the steam room, then I read a book (read a book)

Take a couple calls, then I'm back to juggin' (juggin')
I move how I move I know it can get wicked (it can get wicked)
Quit trippin' off them
Nigga get yo' chicken
(Nigga see I'm comin' back, know what I'm talkin' about)
Hoppin' out Coupe Deville, feelin' like Goldie for real, aye
(And that's just somethin' slight baby)
I told niggas 2019 a million ain't enough, aye, aye, aye

We been puttin' work in so long
Had to sacrifice a whole lot but now it's way better days
Can't give up now yeah you gotta hold on
Girl you coulda been my only one but you just have to chance

I been on a mission
Strictly bag-getting shit been hittin' different
Shootin' never missin', got it out the kitchen
Niggas know I lived it
I'm cut from that cloth, nigga
All I know is get it
Aye, aye, aye, aye

Spaceships on the Blade and shit
I'm cut from that cloth nigga
All I know is get it, aye

TFF, now
Aye, aye, aye, aye



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Writer(s): Jacob Brian Dutton, Larry Eugene Hendricks
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