I just put 20 thousand in Dogecoin

If that shit take off ima give my dawgs some coin

YeaUhh

Started off poor

Now I′m living lavish

Money don't excite me now

I get it by the cabbage

Patch me in I′m sour

I book flights when I'm landing

Ask me how I'm feeling

I′m feeling feeling gigantic

Ima big steeper

Big sipper

Don Dada

It′s getting litty with pretty bitches

Bring the bottles

Ima Greek philosopher

Good with physics I'm Aristotle

Black shades and black shirt

I′m Johnny Bravo

You looking at the prince

And I ain't talking Saiyan′s

Royalty flow through my bloodline that's amazing

God is the greatest

He blessed me cause I was patient

Niggas say connect but they ain′t really that adjacent

Money green like piccolo

I ain't try and hit ya hoe

She just felt a nigga glow

Hit it like I'm Biggio

Did it on the top flow

Cause that′s where she wanted to go

I could never not know

If she choosing me or my bro

I put her heart on ice

Now she cream when I put the cone in

Most of my niggas throwing up Cs

When they get to going in

Me, Tyler and Brent

Handle situations like grown men

And if it′s not respected then

We spin the block and go again

My rent that's a Kobe

I′m a manu like Ganobli

Bad Italian bitch

She like the pasta with cannoli

If they wanna kick it when you ball

That's a goalie

Some of my friends got Patek′s

And some got Rollie's

You talking to the lawgiver

Niggas pussy need a litter

Ima gangster that don′t litter

I just went up 6 figures

Crazy how me getting money

Got niggas mad and bitches bitter

Stages to this shit here

And I ain't talking bout no caterpillars

On God

They judging me without no honor

I'm the one with high persona

Don′t need no ppp loan I got that in the bank

Yea I just had to block a bitch

She was on some toxic shit

Talking bout my mama

And my homies on some coward shit

When it comes to my respect

It′s really 0 tolerance

Cause I can go in my phone and pick 3 like a lottery

My new crib got a view of the city

That shit pretty

I know this bitch that love my dick from the back

She so litty

And she bad without a filter

She don't even need a filter

We in Paris at the Hilton

Talking bout us making millions

She love me and she like me

Yea she want to have my children

Told her that she gotta wait

Cause I′m bout to make a killing

Uhh

2007 I had a pistol to my whole face

I never folded

I put that bitch right back up in his face

Ima catch me a body

If a nigga try to come sideways

Niggas be bitches

They looking for attention nowadays

The reason inside me

I can't believe in nobody

Cause they got treason embodied

Tryna put evil inside me

Sometimes I wish it was really just 6 of me

So I can give my time and split all evenly

Still adjusting to the new crib

I′m bout to test it out

Please don't cause no scene in here

Cuz now I′m bout to put you out

That's that shit that I be on

Rarely that home alone

Still can use some time alone

Even when I'm tryna bone

I never Say Cheese unless we talking bout that provolone

I never have to write my wrongs

I write them in these fucking songs

On God again