Mansory

All these Audis in my driveway, they think that I'm the ringleader
In a relationship with money, I can't be a cheater
Lil nigga think he cold fr that's why I keep the heater
And I need 500 for a Fuckin feature
Hop up out the Porsche, Gucci shorts, and a wife beater
Bitches just accessories to me, I could never need em
Keep so many blue faces on me, you would think I'm Bleed em
Heavy lifting all these damn pounds think I need a breather

Ever since a youngin, always knew that I would be rich
Feel like Tom Brady in the field, I predict the blitz
Do it for the ones that told me, I wouldn't be shit
That's really my life, I got a fetish for expensive whips
All my life, all I ever wanted was a v10
Don't panic surrounded by vipers, this the snake pit
Carry loaves of bread, in my pocket, he got wheat thins
H&K send you to Der Gott, try to take shit

Niggas really gotta quit it with this rap cap
Have you ever had 6 phones just for Snapchat
At this point this shit a game, these niggas fans of me
Every time I come back balling harder, ain no stopping Steez
Tried to stop me, came back and dropped 50, I must be The Freak
Feel like Rocky sippin on some Wocky, long live me
Ion want shit from you baby, just be my peace
S63 got 800, this ain for the weak

I catch you lying to me once, then you in the blender
How the fuck this bitch obsessed with me, I ain even hit her
Sent the Bentley out to Mansory, for expensive fenders
Prime and Proper on a Tuesday night, for a waygu dinner
Why the fuck it's 700 horses in the grocery getter
To keep it simple nigga this bitch different, German engineering

I could drive the Panamera through the snow, if I wanted to
But I won't, cuz I got the 7 truck, it start a Q
High revving 5.2, it sound like a nascar
Think that I been sippin too much red, cuz I'm on mars
Diamond headlights on the Bentley coupe, dancing with the stars
Got a dream, just believe that shit, and you gone go far