25 ContributorsLavish Habits Lyrics

[Intro]

Check-check, yeah

Mic check-check

Check-check, ah

Check-check

Oh baby, what you wanna do with me?

Oh baby, what you wanna do with me?

Check-check, bitch, yeah

Oh baby, what you wanna do with me?

Check-check

[Verse]

Goddammit, I be god, damn it

First-class Virgin Atlantic, stewardess' titties plastic

I'm still gon' squeeze Akademiks titties, that fat bastard

Gunna dissed me and took a plea, he a rat bastard

Show up at your funeral, big Fendi bitch, ten Blickies

Pee on city girls like P. Diddy, bitch, get with me

If this heifer thinking 'bout sticking me, that's a long shot

I'm busy smoking motherfucking opps like Patrick Mahomes' pops

Fathered these nigga' flows, I took the long route

Walked through the jungle so most these niggas could run out

Smacking shit at 8AM, shooting soon as the sun out

Effects of being broke, Black, agitated and drugged out

Effects of being young, Black, rich might unalive me

They killed Nip, Takeoff, Dolph, I see the signs, G

For the fame and the goddamn chain, they'll undermine me

Give a fuck 'bout beef with multiple rappers, I like variety, uh

Goddammit, I be god, damn it

I was testing dope with an addict, Henry was speaking Spanish

Beezy lost three bricks in the package, Mafia tryna whack him

Made it up with interest and taxes, fuck it, we back in action

Beefin' with the gang, 'bout to bust the strap at another faction

Heard he liked to shop, I'ma bury him in designer fashion

100-karat rabbit, my bunny surfing, my water splashing

Yellow Rollie, rose-gold Patek, I've got some lavish habits

[Chorus]

Goddammit, I be god, damn it

Crack still slamming, I'll just take another crack at it

Goddammit, I be god, damn it

Yellow Rollie, rose-gold Patek, I've got some lavish habits

[Outro]

I be god, damn it