George Foreman

Niggas cheap like Julius brown bitch bitch look like Tanya
She don't suck dick she kicked Izzy Adesanya
Wayne said G's move in silence like lasagna
Ps moving fast if u miss em I'll rewind em

I'm down to earth but niggas get to tipping I remind em
A lotta niggas dipping cus I used to be they stylist
They on the Landing strip but they ain't really on no fly shit
Fuck her in the front seat of the coupe this the cockpit

Kith tees and Bape for the aesthetic of my closet
I'm team fuck the bank my shoe boxes where I deposit
I'm thinking multi-million fuck penny's ion wear posites
Graduated ran it up I'm taking bags to college

You can't be my right hand cus I write with my left hand
Married to the money and this FN be my best man
Spent yo last on a hoe u a donkey like Shrek mans
500 on a T-shirt thicker than some sweatpants

Learned to stretch a half I took a voyage with the fent man
No pets aloud I bought a pigeon through like fuck the rent man
I got a big chance to take my people out the rat race I'm trying to get bands
But they don't feel me they just see me trying to flip bags
I know I'm doing wrong but bare with me until I get back

I know I'm doing right they start hating and I can dig that
I turned the hate into a brand HATED they never did that
DC shoes for double cup and mines big black
Think and grow rich stay on my mind just like a wig cap

Y'all got a funny idea of what's important
You put the hoes before the pros and now yo money shortened
I'm trying to cop assets and make my money orbit
Always keep my ears in the loop like I'm Michael Jordan

Assist leader in this game next match I'm scoring
She see Balenci on my garments we match she foreign
I need a detox I'm fuckin up my organs
When it get hot drop the top like a George Foreman



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Writer(s): Gerald Pratt
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