[Verse 1]

Closet of colourful clothes

Harem of colourful hoes

Geisha, I powder my nose

Gosha, that clout for the lows

Jump on the rump it go fast

Pump and I dump and I blast

Slump on the sofa, I'm gassed

Bumpin' to soca, no grass

I think my house haunted--no, wait

That's only my car, it's a Wraith

I'd love to show you my estate

You'll just have to page at the gate

Boy, I spit it, no cap

Man I'm to slick where the rap (sheet)

Watch me embarrass 'em black (sheep)

Meanwhile I'm writing the map

Fuck being sober, yeah that shit is overrated

I take over the game, I'm the owner

Indecent exposure

I'll take your girl over to my place and show her some things that ain't kosher

Baby, no maybe, I'll pull up, Mercedes

I'm wavy and lately my vision be hazy

It's crazy, I think that I'm losing it

Moving them bricks, quick

Take it I'm breaking 'em

Honestly thrilling 'em, killing 'em flawlessly

From the beginning fulfilling my prophecy

Constantly making the bacon and making it rain

Rain, meteorology

Fuck out of here with that social democracy

I be the king it's an absolute monarchy

Total monopoly, I'm the supply

It's do or die, I'm a motherfucking prodigy

[Chorus]

Yeah, she want it

She know that I'm on it

Winning like it's chronic

Baby, I'm demonic

Pree my wallet

Stacking all that profit

Listening to Prophets

Baby, I'm demonic

Yeah, she want it

She know that I'm on it

Winning like it's chronic

Baby, I'm demonic

Pree my wallet

Stacking all that profit

Listening to Prophets

Baby, I'm demonic

[Verse 2]

I'm a fucking killer, you already know

I just stack a milla, you already broke

Man, you think you up, but you ain't ready though

And I be spitting stupid like I'm Cicero

Purple syrup I be sipping slow

Favourite colour? I say indigo

Wrists iced like an Eskimo

Because I'm the king of the syllable

Bragging 'bout you making quick bucks

But you ain't never got your dick sucked

Never even seen a thick butt, then blame it on how you got shit luck

Ain't chance that the chick cut

No dance when you bit spunk, did you swallow or you spit, bruh?

Shit be thrilling, chilling with a lit blunt

Run into a hater, tell mans see you later

Know my vision's greater, need no vindicator, no conciliator

I just went and swayed your lady while she ate her steak and mashed potater

Never asked for help, did it by myself

Never did I fold, took the hand I'm dealt

All of my awards, throw 'em on the shelf

Remember when I wear my Ferragamo belt

White gold with the white J's

I ain't worried if the price raise, 'cause on my money got a tight gaze

And still I'm waiting for the right praise

Dollar, dollar bills, stacking up

All the, all the mills, add 'em up

Got the drink in me, double up

Doctor write me for a double cup

[Chorus]

Yeah, she want it

She know that I'm on it

Winning like it's chronic

Baby, I'm demonic

Pree my wallet

Stacking all that profit

Listening to Prophets

Baby, I'm demonic