I need a Panamera, 360°, I'm tryna see you near it (Yeah) Bet my vision clear, type of shit is very rare I need a new whip every year before the tires wear (Go) Y'all still dropping shit, who cares? Y'all got a money fear (Oh yeah) Y'all got a phobia of making money, dropping hits (Yeah) I got a folder full of them we can scroll through the list (Yeah) I can bet whatever price there ain't a single fucking miss (Miss, uh) I've lost some bad bitches in my life, I nevеr tripped I like spending monеy, only reason I ain't rich I got Dior broaches, I don't need no letterman (Go) If I end it like that, shit it's for my betterment (Oh yeah) She think I'm stressed I'm at the hotel eating peppermints I'm acting like this effortless I'm doing my best, I don't wanna bring up the elephant She like, "You better than this" (Yeah) She going through my phone like I would ever do that shit, uh You know I wouldn't do that shit
Five-star meals, shit, it panned out Never had my hand out I can help people out, I got bands now (Yeah) Sat on yo' hands and fucked 'round Crazy I'm the one that they can't stand now
Yeah, I met some women on my way and you the standout Thought about hitting you the other day but it's been awhile (Been awhile) Heard you getting into real estate, you doing home tours Tryna do a show in yo' state and bring you on tour Let's have an encore (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah) If it's all mirage, I'll fall for it If I fall, I'll get back like I'm Paul George Say that shit behind my back, you'll hear popcorn, uh My bro been selling bags out that hatch' since sophomore I've been laying back, getting ash on the Tom Ford I got issues, I won't be exact, but they all sorts All the times I called out your name was uncalled for
So much smoke, we got the state looking foggy She ain't doing nothin' wrong but she keep saying sorry (Yeah) Did a couple shows, there was hardly an audience Still, I hit the stage, did more time than allotted I'm starting to think this shit obvious (Go) You might get a hit but you ain't got nothin' to follow it (Yeah) Got a bad bitch tryna check my astrology She putting me onto collagen (Yeah, yeah) She saving up for college but she still drive an Audi, yeah (Oh, nah, nah, nah) I dropped a bag on a whip last year and I don't use it One red flag, then that's it, I'm through with it Gave the number to my phone off two digits (Two digits) Only way I'll sign a deal is with GOOD Music (Mm)
Shit, I would sign with Maybach I would sign with Maybach, for sure One or the other Yeah, I'll make sure you took care of New Chanel, ten pairs Balmain, Hysteric, whatever In this life, ain't shit fair Somethin' more like ten karats Any less, I'm embarrassed, mm (Yeah)
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