I swore the winter was killin my vibe
Next morning took first class to sunshine
Man LA really tried to f*ck up my mind
Truth be told i was missin my guys
Grown accustomed to all of the lies
Lost possession of all of my rights
Tt's mario kart let the shells take flight
Got niggas stayin indoors outta fright
Like Damn
I'm dripped
Two cups
I sip
1 side
Won't flip
We count the chips then dip
She been livin off of tips
So I pay for her
She in the club shakin hips
Make way for her
She know how to take dick
I'm made for her
She like paparazzi pics
I got fame for her
Like damn
Who woulda thought I'd be whippin a foreign?
I hate small talk
If it ain't about bank tell me what's more important
I'm not gay
But I love waking up to beef in the mornin
My girl don't play,
She mean what she say,
And she say andalé so,
She like peso
I prefer dollar bills
I love how it feels like
When we first met
I asked her what she gon do for a Klondike
Be careful she might bite,
It's fight night,
Imma beat it up tonight,
The abuse wasn't domestic
Just a case of Big Sweat givin the best dick
The flow so hot
But the watch cold
I don't know what to do
Imma stay high
I can always come down with my new Gucci parachute
Bank filled with dead faces daily basis
Finessed a new mclaren for them daily races
Choppa with me loaded like the matrix
Me and the pole ain't a fan of friendly spaces
Got Orion's belt in my wraith
Got hunnids held hostage in the safe
Reaching in my face Imma catch a fade
Blue got me in my ziplock everyday
In my cup I'm sippin easter pink
All about this paper turned my truck into a brink
Adam rippon diamonds in the rink
Flood the rollie all the way kitchen sink
Bust down the muller like katrina
I got a new girl call herself christina
Niggas try to jock my style by the liter
Let the ruger off now they hit the macorana