[ Featuring Guillem ]
(Sheesh)
(Juice)
(Yeah, Lone Star)
Diamonds flooding the Patek
That's a bet
Man I started all the music shit in Saudi don't forget
Ready, set, go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm the shit
Room full of bird bitches and they listen like a pet (Woah)
Sippin Faygo with the team
Flavor creme
Pour fours of the lean with a 40 and a beam (Woah)
Nigga what you mean
I feel like a king (Woah, yeah)
(Let me talk my shit mane, for real,
Shit you better not mind, hold up hold up
I'm bouta run it hold up yeah sheesh)
I'm wearing fendi I'm wearing bape
He want the smoke Bitch im a vape
You f*ck that bitch she yellin rape
I f*ck that bitch and I put it on tape
Smoking that sticky it feel like tape
He saving hoes give him a cape
I don't got friends these niggas fake
I don't do dates hoe give me face
Hoe give me, wait, hoe give me, yuh
Hoe give me yuh hoe give me yuh
I put a band around my waist
And if she like me because of my race
I know I'm chocolate I'll give her a taste
Bitch give me a head and keep up the pace
If you mess up we running a train
That's shits a wreck not talking the strain
Diamonds floodin the patek
That's a bet
Man I started all the music shit in Saudi don't forget
Ready set
Go
Yeah yeah yeah I'm the Shit
Room full of bird bitches and they listen like a pet
Sippin faygo with the team
Flavor creme
Pour fours of the lean with a 40 and a beam
Nigga what you mean
I feel like a king woah
Yuh switch it up
Yuh switch it up
Yuh aye
I travel the world but a nigga ain't touring
As soon as I cum man that Bitch is so boring
Young nigga I'm soaring
The gas I be flouring
My hoes are still foreign
I got so much Pussy for women from Jordan
Nigga been eating
A nigga been cooking
I been on my grind so these young bitches looking
500 for 5 grams yo stupid ass took it
My j was too cold/cole smile is so crooked
Put hash in my cookies
You smoking on grass I'm smoking on bushes
Be on my cool shit you be on yo bullshit
I can't feel my face from how strong the kush is
Lone Star, Bitch
