I’m tired of hearing about your nigga bitch

You see me?

Pimp stroll

Minks in the booth cus the game cold

Fronto leaf pack that bitch thick like a egg roll

AMG shit I’m dodging 12 and the potholes

Hand wash the whip I been the shit since a snot-nose

Pretty women throw they kitty at me cuz they hear a nigga rapping And they think I’m bout that action let me show you some

Superfly shit I turn to the priest when the summer come

Fully loaded looking like a book hid in my cummerbund

I bet you sick, ya baby know the words to all of my shit

She in the mirror doing squats visualizing my dick

Say you love her so I let you keep her it’s just time spent

Should thank me dawg I always send her home with some new tricks

Bounce crazy I might fuck around and be the top pick

Turn topics into profit I’m a prophet with this rhyme shit

Flow sick my engineer mix in a hazard mask

Homey chick but out that baggy fit she got the hour glass

Oooooooo

World going crazy but it’s spinning at the same speed

So how we letting all this shit slide is beyond me

Butter-soft seats when we creep like it low-key

Bands stacked pockets like I stuffed a pack of loose leaf

Spanish chick I told her we could kick it like a Messi goal

Bougie broad she either order salad or some sushi rolls

Liquor shots she throw that ass round just like a merry go

Crib her I’mma fuck around and fill her give her liver pokes

Part of me is understanding I see why you niggas fold

Winning is demanding take a toll to keep the ship float

Thing about plants you give em water then you’ll see it grow

But if that light dim the air thins and they start to choke

Metaphors of how the game going

Fresh silky compliment the skin tone the cape flowin

I survived the bottom fuck a co-signer I’mma problem they know it

Rasp in my voice magic now ya hoe play Beethoven

Can you hear me now?

Cranberry in my chalice here’s a toast to the life

Never booked a stylist still best dressed for the night

I got swagger in my step my stroll emitting some light

Met her once let me rock her link again? I just might

Plain Jane I’m the wave baby

She run her hand cross the chain never look at you the same it’s a shame

That’s the perils of the game we playin

You better charge it

Ain’t a bar a nigga missed you must admit this shit is flawless