Lexus
When I get up on the stage I'm met with applause
Every time I get a rack give thanks to my god
Back to back Bentley's she know that its me
My bro took a loss I went threw him a rack
She look in my eyes she cant ever go back cuz I took her right from the bricks
She off a 2c she way off the earth
Its a new GT she wanna get freaky wit ghee
I'm coming draped in designer I look like a mannequin
Everyday I get richer and richer
I slap the piss out a nigga I feel like king Richard
prior to this I was singing like Franky and Bing
A young nigga is fresh on the scene
I been colder since 2015
Now I'm older no longer 16
And I sit on the wing cuz I'm flyer then everybody in the city
I'm on Mulholland she think ima crash
out in the city we zooming from Gresham
Y'all boys some chickens I cut through the gristle
When I get up on the stage I'm met with applause
Every time I get a rack give thanks to my god
Back to back Bentley's she know that its me
I'm ready to sign need my agent chop off the snakes that's a flagrant
Drop a bag hit the pavement
Everyday feel like a birthday to me
You know that she mine got a Birkin
Said don't call on my phone less its urgent
I been out in the field you was working
Not a dancer my chopper start twerking
Never fold don't give up on the code
I done put all my girls in the snow
She from Texas I bought her a Lexus
When I get up on the stage I'm met with applause
Every time I get a rack give thanks to my god
Back to back Bentley's she know that its me
Every time I get a rack give thanks to my god
Back to back Bentley's she know that its me
My bro took a loss I went threw him a rack
She look in my eyes she cant ever go back cuz I took her right from the bricks
She off a 2c she way off the earth
Its a new GT she wanna get freaky wit ghee
I'm coming draped in designer I look like a mannequin
Everyday I get richer and richer
I slap the piss out a nigga I feel like king Richard
prior to this I was singing like Franky and Bing
A young nigga is fresh on the scene
I been colder since 2015
Now I'm older no longer 16
And I sit on the wing cuz I'm flyer then everybody in the city
I'm on Mulholland she think ima crash
out in the city we zooming from Gresham
Y'all boys some chickens I cut through the gristle
When I get up on the stage I'm met with applause
Every time I get a rack give thanks to my god
Back to back Bentley's she know that its me
I'm ready to sign need my agent chop off the snakes that's a flagrant
Drop a bag hit the pavement
Everyday feel like a birthday to me
You know that she mine got a Birkin
Said don't call on my phone less its urgent
I been out in the field you was working
Not a dancer my chopper start twerking
Never fold don't give up on the code
I done put all my girls in the snow
She from Texas I bought her a Lexus
When I get up on the stage I'm met with applause
Every time I get a rack give thanks to my god
Back to back Bentley's she know that its me
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Writer(s): Christian Houston
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