[Intro: Future]

(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus]

In the pent, I pour up heavy

In the Lamb, on a addy

I got three hoes from the valley

These new Diors, not from Bally

Stack that money, Eiffel, Pari

I shoot jumpers, call me Larry

Don't need the [?], I need a navy

Don't need a sponsor, already havin'

[Verse 1]

They calling me the man

Had to slow down, I done bought too many chains

Car a robot but the engine a mini-brain

The Maybach wood grain like my Cartiers

Money speak for me, ain't much I gotta say

Don't care how much I made, I still gotta save

International, getting it all kinds of ways

The ambassador, get everybody paid

You lame so I charge it to thе gang

Heard you got a nigga framed, you should be ashamеd

I was shackled on the chain from a selling-full of grain

Now I'm rocking hella chains, thanking God for a change

Free the slime Melly, shit be hard to explain

I just wanna cop like a Bentley and a broad with some brains

Had the feeling that I'm ready through my heart, in my vein

Pop a Perc and in a second you be numbing the pain

I come from the home of the brave

I don't go back and forth, but I don't really want you to stay

I got mad support and all type of fans, different races

Drive the fastest Porsche and I ain't even here for a race

What's a million, they thank me for booking at chase

Niggas looking, better think before you looking this way

'Lotta money in the bank and it's all of a faith

It's a phantom don, you can't call this a wraith

[Chorus]

In the pent, I pour up heavy

In the Lamb, on a addy

I got three hoes from the valley

These new Diors, not from Bally

Stack that money, Eiffel, Pari

I shoot jumpers, call me Larry

Don't need the [?], I need a navy

Don't need a sponsor, already havin'

[Verse 2]

Pour up Tropicana

Hit the Forbes, cop a Phantom

I swipe a card, like a scammer

I spit poets, I got grammar

I enjoy it, I switchin' out European cars like rentals

I'm employed, young Gunna Wunna having M's like McGriddles

Four in a minute maid, ain't no cap in my rap, yeah, we really paid

Call my bitch, she pull up in that Bentley thing

When I'm sipping they stare at my pinky ring

I ain't sleeping, my nigga, this ain't a dream

We ain't slipping, they know to protect the king

Long live Nipsey, I put that on everything

This shit slow up, I go back to selling green

[Chorus]

Yeah you better not pour heavy

In the 'lamb, on a addy

I got three hoes from the valley

These new Diors, not from Bally

Stack that money, Eiffel, 'pari

I shoot jumpers, call me Larry

Don't need the [?], I need a navy

Don't need a sponsor, already havin'