(Hook: Lais)

Cause everything that glitters isn't gold but my chain sure is

Pain simmers in the whip with the name foreign

Wrapped around me like a python in the rainforest

Locate the mark I'ma hit it if I aim for it

(1st Verse: Lais)

Shutting down targets quick like Canada

Blonde bitches lying that they Lannister

Saying that she love me do it all for the molly and the internet

Breaking down the packaging compressing it then packing it again

I've been finessing in the streets a master with a pen

You won't catch me in my sleep but I might catch you with your friends

I've been singing but ain't shit changed since 2014

More liquor more dreams more bitches more green

Forcing it on you won't see me fall

Girl I turned to my mama's worst nightmare

Came from the bottom no there's no light there

If you're talking dollar signs I might care (might care, might care)

We just lightin' blunts doin' good tellin' bitches that she love me

What if I was everything that I should be

(Hook: Lais)

Cause everything that glitters isn't gold but my chain sure is

Pain simmers in the whip with the name foreign

Wrapped around me like a python in the rainforest

Locate the mark I'ma hit it if I aim for it

(x2)

(Bridge: Lais)

Burgundy velour wrapped around my chest

But I still want more

(x2)

Burgundy velour, riding with the top down

(x6)

Burgundy velour, it's burgundy velour

(2nd verse: Lais)

I remember mama losing faith

Good things come to those who choose to wait

Kobe on my plate kobe with the shots

Know me from the way know me from my days

They don't know me say we homies all these phonies always come to wait

When the leftovers turned into macaroni on my plate

Had a of pioneer

My lady 34 with more green than Paul Pierce she ain't from 'round here

Over at the four seasons for no reason

Tell that bitch come see if she tryna hit that cuzzi I need house slippers

I ain't steppin 'round the water in my louvees

I need a real woman can't be caught up with 'em groupies

Built this building from the ground up

I can't lose it over lust

Choosy bitches ain't so choosy over us

But if your man trippin' we just bruce lee em'

Kick that door open oh we drive the foreign yeah my dawg drive a foreign

No tabs no tabs no tabs we are tightening nomads everybody got their own bag

When in Rome please don't do as the Romans do

I'd rather have this over you

Just cause everybody loves getting fucked up these days

My reality morphed and I'm just tryna see through a purer lens

Cause everything that glitters isn't gold but my chain sure is