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Huh, Rolex watch, unlimited gold
Not one, might get ten of them hoes
Trackhawk packed, got ten of these hoes
Talk 'bout shit, I did it before
Work my wood like ten and then four
Suck my dick, then get in the Rolls
I won't simp, ain't getting a rose
She taste sweet like cinnamon roll
Hoes faint then fall on they knees to follow my lead
Don't tell lies, I wanna believe, you wanna achieve
Senzu bean, she swallow my seed
Bounce right back like the Bible said
And I won't be shit, that what white man said
Bitch, keep texting, you get my message
I might hit back, but my iPhone dead (Yeah)
Brand-new whip, that regular
Brand-new bitch, fake ass, that's settling
Talk shit, turn my back, that jealousy
Attitude, bank account, both been negative
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Big racks, big plaques, Grammys, et cetera
Big house, backyard, moving up Jeffersons (Huh)
Brand-new whip, that regular
Brand-new bitch, fake ass, that's settling
Talk shit, turn my back, that jealousy
Attitude, bank account, both been negative
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Big racks, big plaques, Grammys, et cetera
Big house, backyard, moving up Jeffersons (Yeah)
How ya tell lies like your watch ain't fake
And your house been straight when your cars ain't paid?
No beef, you broke, you ain't got no cake
Laugh, my plate full of Wagyu steak
Name on your mind like I signed your poster
Do fly shit, then I still won't post it
Don't like socials, I'm antisocial
I'm Bill Russell, I play and coach you
(Hol' up, hol' up
Bitch-ass nigga, this ain't no vibe
I'm talking shit to you, pussy)
Yeah, ayy (Pussy)
Legend shit, taking L, not, in my element
Walking in the room like bitch, I'm the elephant
All alone, close the door, bad vibes, can't let 'em in
All alone, close the door, bad vibes, can't let 'em in
Sitting down talking with your friend, David Letterman
Sitting down talking with your friend, David Letterman
I let 'em in, it's time to win my Heisman, I'm shining
Talking with my lawyer like how high can my price get?
Ice can be blinding, I high-five the teller at the bank
I'm a superhero, now these hoes try to get saved
Pour liquor, oh, nigga, I'm as rich as it gets
I'm in ATL, I'm 'bout to get some fish and some grits
Back in Triple D, I'm on the scene, no movie script
Don't compare me, we got levels (Levels)
Mental shit is deep for me, I hope you brought a shovel
Career is heating up, they wanna pair me with the devil
Angel hair just for the pasta, you can spare me with the gossip
Walking in the castle like mi casa es su casa
If you sick, then call the doctor, if you trip, create a problem
The team will carry choppers like a fleet of helicopters
Don't you speak if you ain't conscious, can't sleep until I conquer
Everything that I imagine, speak my dreams and made it happen
This business keep it savage, I ain't playing bout the profit
Blow a kiss before you die, returning home to kiss my daughter
Young legend (Huh)
Stop playin', bruh
I'm really the nicest with this shit
For real, bruh, for real
Huh
Pussy
Not one, might get ten of them hoes
Trackhawk packed, got ten of these hoes
Talk 'bout shit, I did it before
Work my wood like ten and then four
Suck my dick, then get in the Rolls
I won't simp, ain't getting a rose
She taste sweet like cinnamon roll
Hoes faint then fall on they knees to follow my lead
Don't tell lies, I wanna believe, you wanna achieve
Senzu bean, she swallow my seed
Bounce right back like the Bible said
And I won't be shit, that what white man said
Bitch, keep texting, you get my message
I might hit back, but my iPhone dead (Yeah)
Brand-new whip, that regular
Brand-new bitch, fake ass, that's settling
Talk shit, turn my back, that jealousy
Attitude, bank account, both been negative
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Big racks, big plaques, Grammys, et cetera
Big house, backyard, moving up Jeffersons (Huh)
Brand-new whip, that regular
Brand-new bitch, fake ass, that's settling
Talk shit, turn my back, that jealousy
Attitude, bank account, both been negative
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Small talk, small minds, out my area
Big racks, big plaques, Grammys, et cetera
Big house, backyard, moving up Jeffersons (Yeah)
How ya tell lies like your watch ain't fake
And your house been straight when your cars ain't paid?
No beef, you broke, you ain't got no cake
Laugh, my plate full of Wagyu steak
Name on your mind like I signed your poster
Do fly shit, then I still won't post it
Don't like socials, I'm antisocial
I'm Bill Russell, I play and coach you
(Hol' up, hol' up
Bitch-ass nigga, this ain't no vibe
I'm talking shit to you, pussy)
Yeah, ayy (Pussy)
Legend shit, taking L, not, in my element
Walking in the room like bitch, I'm the elephant
All alone, close the door, bad vibes, can't let 'em in
All alone, close the door, bad vibes, can't let 'em in
Sitting down talking with your friend, David Letterman
Sitting down talking with your friend, David Letterman
I let 'em in, it's time to win my Heisman, I'm shining
Talking with my lawyer like how high can my price get?
Ice can be blinding, I high-five the teller at the bank
I'm a superhero, now these hoes try to get saved
Pour liquor, oh, nigga, I'm as rich as it gets
I'm in ATL, I'm 'bout to get some fish and some grits
Back in Triple D, I'm on the scene, no movie script
Don't compare me, we got levels (Levels)
Mental shit is deep for me, I hope you brought a shovel
Career is heating up, they wanna pair me with the devil
Angel hair just for the pasta, you can spare me with the gossip
Walking in the castle like mi casa es su casa
If you sick, then call the doctor, if you trip, create a problem
The team will carry choppers like a fleet of helicopters
Don't you speak if you ain't conscious, can't sleep until I conquer
Everything that I imagine, speak my dreams and made it happen
This business keep it savage, I ain't playing bout the profit
Blow a kiss before you die, returning home to kiss my daughter
Young legend (Huh)
Stop playin', bruh
I'm really the nicest with this shit
For real, bruh, for real
Huh
Pussy
