(BandPlay)
(Let that shit ride, Tone)
[BigXthaPlug]
Ayy, spent a hundred, my wrist go too crazy
Got three mil' in the bank for my two babies
All of that moissanite diamond shit fugazi
See this kit I got on, it hit different
I really be sittin' back, talkin' to God and myself
Givin' thanks for the life that I'm livin'
'Cause I was just sittin' back, loadin' them guns by myself
Tryna find the next door to go kick in
Huh, but I did it, I can't waste no more time, this a Richie
Never trip off a bitch, I get plenty
Catch me in the back of the back with a semi
I can't do the same shit, I move different
My four in the lemonade, that's how we sip it
I can't go for whatever, I'm picky or bougie, whatever
Just know I'm too pimpin', ayy
[Babyface Ray]
Since this paper, they been in they feelings
See this bitch, she a ten with no filter
Car feel like it's Wayne, it's no ceiling
I get all in her guts, I won't kiss her
She keep grabbin' and puttin' her hands on it
Baby say she wan' touch on a milli'
When you grindin' and come up from nothin'
Made it out the trenches, a wonderful feelin'
All these blessings, they comin' for me
I still try to bust down with the team
Man, my life startin' to turn into Ripley's
I do shit that they wouldn't believe
GIA, this shit came with the papers
Man, my wrist is like two hundred G's
It's the gang, so you know this shit happen
I'm the shit, so it happen to me
[BigXthaPlug]
Knockin' shit out the park like the Rockies
Boy, these shoes one of one, you can't buy these
When I run to the pape', I do high knees
Probably somewhere at the bank where they find me
Huh, all this dope I roll up, I look Chinese
Assistant hold Visine, racks, and a nine piece
Balenci' or Marni? I'm rich, so don't mind me
But I'm still with the shit, so don't try me
[Lil Yachty]
Everything you did, this way different (Ooh)
Seven figures comin' in from Nike
Still got a quarter, might make on the shipment (Facts)
My Rolls-Royce look like it's dipped in chocolate
All of my bitches do Roxies (Pop it)
My lifestyle private as proxies
Couple of 'em spent on some acres of property (Ooh)
I could give a fuck if you rob me (Ooh)
[My words, they come ?][1:40], I'm an oddity (Ooh)
[I don't stash the bones, they gotta be ?] (Ooh)
Up or in to get next to me (Ooh)
Off ecstasy, need a vasectomy (Ooh)
Bustin' in all these hoes, sippin' on fours, this shit heavenly (Ooh)
The FN on me is deadly, treat it like accessories
[Lil Yachty]
It's us
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