(Beyond)
I got racks in there, I just might take some of that shit
I rock Gaultier thanks to the backend
You gotta see what I did with the fashion
Shit, Goyardine the monogram
It's holding that fire with the holographic
Blick on the quartermaster, we want some more bands
She call me daddy, I'm popping shit
I mack a baddie, I go so deep
F*ck on the camera, she post the link
So outlandish and hella chic
Gimp on the jacket like it's a kink
Jump in the caddie, roll up the leaf
Pull up to add it, talking about money
Run up the fetti, it's all on me
Yeah, I told you I got some racks
And you told me you got my back
Na, na, na
I don't wanna hear none of that
I'm boutta step up my swag, you know where I'm at
Exotic reefer, I chop the leaf
Pound of sativa, I be the chief
Bitch I'm the leader, turned to a beast
When I hop in the sheets it's a dicking spree
When I hop in Jiline I don't need no key
I don't turn it
When I lay out the verse, it's murder
Yes sir
Talking about first degree, not third
You heard
Been getting brain, became a nerd
Fill up my drink, slurring my words
Makaveli, I got two packs
I be selling out with two taps
I give a f*ck about you broke boys
Im gon proceed to tax
I got a pack in the back, boy
You gotta see what I do with that
"What you got there?"
New Gaultier with some Bottega
(Oh my)
All European shawty
Shit, I just might do it again
She got the water, I dive in
Smoking on wafer cookie in the Benz
I'm Harry Potter, Chrome Hearts lens
One on the tongue, ecstatic hoe
Two of the cups, I pass the roof
I got racks in there, I just might take some of that shit
I rock Gaultier thanks to the backend
You gotta see what I did with the fashion
Shit, Goyardine the monogram
It's holding that fire with the holographic
Blick on the quartermaster, we want some more bands
(We want some more shawty)
(We want some more bands)
(Where the Gaultier, we want some more of that)
(Bands off)