[Intro]
Yeah, what!
I needed a minute
I needed a minute
Okay, okay
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Fuck a suit, gotta eat
Pocket fat, collard green
Prada bag, Prada sheets
Nigga flashy, TMZ
All these niggas fraudulent, they bitches, I should charge a fee
Record labels calling just to say they had a talk with me
Fuck a suit, gotta eat
Pocket fat, collard green
Prada bag, Prada sheets
Shawty bad, send Alyx
Gotta have a 100 million dollars just to talk to me
Gotta have some vintage Phoebe Philo just to shop with me
You talking to me?
You talking to me?
Said I was sorry, I got her a lease
All this Bottega, I got it for free
Yes I’m a stylist, pulling for me
Tiffany diamond, bright as can be
Changing the climate, hot as can be
Need me a Hеisman, fuck a degree
Walk with a pole with a beam on thе heat
Bitch don’t spill no weed on my seat
Niggas tryna talk like a fiend in the streets
They won’t even know your name in a week
Push down Grand with a thang in the seat, that can be your girl but she came here with me
SoHo Grand with a mint on the sheets if the store not open it’s open for me
[Verse 2]
Gotta run my haters mad, til my fucking feet hurt
Please start some beef with me I love making T-shirts
Shawty got no decency she treat me like I treat her
Breakfast down at Balthazar, they wiping down my seat first
Dinner back at Koi I order Crunchy Salmon Lobster Roll
Ring look like a chandelier she think I won the Super Bowl
I could be 100 down, nigga still flexed up
Givenchy hoodie black and white, shit look like a Death Note
Gas me up, Texaco
Gas me up, Texaco
I can’t even text a hoe
Bitch i’m too professional
Keep a couple bands on my lineup like a festival
Shawty look so bad when I put her on a pedestal
[Verse 3]
Fuck a suit, gotta eat
Pocket fat, collard green
Prada the bag and the Prada the sheets
Bitch watch your mouth when you talking to me
Niggas keep tryna outdress me they can’t even rap man you sound like a fan to me
Why don’t you work on that music, I’ll get me some Louis that sound like a plan to me
Rick on my wrist and my feet and my bitch it’s a tint on the window for fans to see
I’m talking bout you lil nigga take notes
PETA keep calling bout me and this coat
Drag on the floor like I’m sweeping the porch
Venus, Serena, this tennis a moat
Push through the hood like I’m driving a boat
I can’t decide, I’m loving them both
[Outro}
Can’t I make my loot in peace?
Wear this fucking goose in peace?
Niggas pussy, Tootsie sweet
Liquor taste like juice to me
I would teach you niggas not to bite but I can’t teach a hoe
If all these niggas sound like me then fuck I need a feature for?