Banquet

If I don't do nothing else, Imma show my black ass though
Yeah (look), For the cash hoe
Last drop of the season, Gotta put it in the stash bro
Then it's incognito, Till we get the next bag flow
Go ahead repeat it, Dog shit get to speaking
Grinning ear to ear, Can't tell me shit
I'd watch the world burn down, Mistake the beacon for the deacon
But the doja loud, They get to folding now
Wallet eating with it's mouth open, Can't close it now
No manners I got weight on my shoulders dog
Jumped at 13 blossomed like a lotus fool
thinking w this I could touch a lotus fool
I'm Finna have more chains than Nick Jonas do, Go and ice out the team for a bonus too
Hell nah I ain't staying just rolling through
Can't stay idle that's not what the guala do

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head (uh huh)
It's like a jungle some time, It make wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle some time, It make wonder how I keep from going under
Let me kick it, Every bar Hand written
Ran through the mental, Syllables got potential
Ad libs got positions, You ain't with us, Opposition, Play action
Take you outta position, Ain't got no pot to go piss in, So I'm a little pissed off
Just a little bit livid, Call me Hakeem olijua-want it all
lil bro on the block, taught em to pivot
But that boy don't ever listen,
Only vision the chicken, I guess that's just my opinion
Back and forth with the beat, All day like it's tennis
I'm after all these niggas heads, Spare the women and children
Give a fuck what he did, He is not worth a mention

Keep thumbing my boy
Pesos carry weight, Pockets getting on steroids
More it stack, You gon get way more paranoid
Problems always gon come, But I'm down with that ploy
You just living in it, Dog this is really my story
Turnt that boy to past tense, I guess that is his story
Went and Came out on top, I Got us a victory
better everyone around you, How I know that you for me
Lil hoe confused bout this life, Call her ass Dory

Made the sell fore I got the bowly, Acted like I got on me
What's the chance I take credit, Told em Hector Zeroni
Counting bands by my lonely, For that reason got what you want
What you need, seven days of the week
Take my pockets outta shape, Walk around all obese
Not just eating this a feast
Acting like I'm Mike, Replace the whole shoe there's a crease
Amiri's black, But I still got some blues in my jeans
Throw an eighthy in an L, Roll two for the team
Shawty know I got a dream, My Coretta Scott King
Just a fling, Only one get a ring,
D-e-a-d-p-r-e-s-I-d-e-n-t's,
Dinero so sweet
Control alt delete, Get it gone
Have 'em running back, Like every single play they finna go and get the ball
Whole gang of Cam Paynes, Acting like they Chris Paul,
Had the rock in my hand from the damn kickoff, alright