I'm hot like a stove
My jewelry so cold
She play with her nose
Look at my clothes
Look at my *****, she got the white toes
She wanna look lavish
I took her to Paris but I can't do marriage
My shooters they savage
My shooters they shootin’
They pushing with caskets
I went to Coachella
I met a white *****
Me and her did acid
I'm eating my cabbage
I felt like a Muslim the way that I'm fasting
****** be *****
****** be turkey
These ****** be sandwich
I feel like Ginobli
I did a crossover then I left hand it
I get the racks
Just took your *****, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
I get the racks
Just took your *****, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
I get the racks
Just took your *****, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
I get the racks
Just took your *****, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
Went to Rodeo, might go to Soho
Kicking this **** just like a dojo
**** little shorty, she just wanted a photo
Gucci my socks, underwear Polo
When I pull up man this feel like a car show
Might cop a Benz or a Monte Carlo
When I cop clothes I don't look at the barcode
Dance with my passport, I been round the globe
NASA my pocket, my pockets can't hold
Like Lil Baby 4 pockets be full
Diamonds they dripping, they wet like a pool
Went to Ruth's Chris, man a young ***** full
Like Home Improvement I play with that tool
Since the lunch table a ***** been cool
Green and white 4z when I came back to school
She's popping that *****, she sent me the nudes