[ Featuring Obeehave ]
Money counter got a trill like it's speaking Spanish
Get in the booth and do damage
Came with the flame and I turn the mic into ceramics
The temperature spike an advantage
I grew up outside of Miami, I'm used to the heat
I ain't been home in a minute but I'm always repping
You see the gold on my teeth
Hop in a nightcrawler and I creep, steering wheel teak
I don't wanna wake the residential streets
I was in the lab, seven nights a week
I was tryna make my future less bleak
I was down bad when I dropped Bleach
Now I get a thousand dollars for a feat
Now I make a living off killing beats
Now the plug throw me Needles like Sheik
Marble floors never creak, even when I'm ten toes in the Raf Simons
Flow bag doesn't have limits so my ballpoint logging mad minutes
Preme fanny pack, cash in it and a Welch's fruit snack stash in it
Pond sitting in the Rolly face got some Koi fish just to splash in it
I don't gotta talk much 'cause my work telling
If you hard of hearing then my Cuban yelling
I don't bust it down so the value swelling
Set sail like Magellan, no GPS, but I found what I'm looking for
Long time, I was past first, so I had to learn how to look to score
I'm tryna add to my wins, double my spins, triple my ends
You wanna see where I been, you gotta look through my Cartier lens
I do not play bout the bands, I cannot relax until I see the drop
I gotta pay for my sins, I take it right off the top
