[W1zzy & K-Trap]
I'm in a Rari, rev that engine
You ain't a dope boy, you're pretending
They say beef is a broke man's sport
But I spent fifty on the war, it gets expensive
£80K for these Cuban links and I ain't including the pendants
[W1zzy]
Dope boy, I'm in Mayfair, me and Miss Boujee
Line ring in the restaurant, even on date nights, I'm on duty
She wanna fuck after we eat and I ain't choosy
That's salt and pepper, then heavy D, Biggie, Juicy
Kitchen sinks and Cuban links, either way, the water's running
The way she top me, she got me, I shoulda bought her suttin
They're telling me rap, the plug keep dropping packs, them quarters coming
He said that he's trapping but he's bluffing
I fly packs while they ain't done nothing
I think we caught him lying, told Trap, "This is more than rhymes"
I was showing my boarding pass, the packs crossed the border line
Pushbike like Tour de France, sales, I hit all of mine
Open work Audemars, the Presi, that's where I draw the line
Back then, I was broke, no hope, ain't nobody save the day
Now the Cuban cost a watch, that's a clock on my neck like Flava Flav
No labs or no tabs, tell them, "Put that chain away"
To the same yutes talking, go ask them if they got paid today
[W1zzy & K-Trap]
I'm in a Rari, rev that engine
You ain't a dope boy, you're pretending
They say beef is a broke man's sport
But I spent fifty on the war, it gets expensive
£80K for these Cuban links and I ain't including the pendants
[K-Trap]
I can tell it's 1006, I weigh that brick by eye
And tag it without no mask, now I'm high off my own supply
Shipment containers, I felt like Travis, I bought the matic
I'm a rapper with some expensive trainers, skeleton stainless
Went rose then Richard, rose titanium, better take it serious
Coulda walked in Lamb and left with the Urus
Bit more, coulda bought the Perf
Got the drop on an opp and he left too soon
I'm pissed, coulda bought a shirt
No lab, no tab, naturals and credit
Little man wanna tick a brick, tell him work with the bar like callisthenics
Call my shooter, he'll gladly shell it, no doubt, that's facts
Put him on a shirt with the Smith & Wesson, that's a cowboy hat
I told W1Z, "That's more than rhymes"
This is that ten whole bricks of flake and stuff
Turn and shoot, can't take a touch
Rari speeding, I hope they're okay with dust
How they bragging and they know they're labbing? You can't make this up
[W1zzy & K-Trap]
I'm in a Rari, rev that engine
You ain't a dope boy, you're pretending
They say beef is a broke man's sport
But I spent fifty on the war, it gets expensive
£80K for these Cuban links and I ain't including the pendants
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