[ Featuring The Prophecy ]
Canadian Goose for the winter
I turn that bitch to a sinner
F*ck it, throw cash out the sprinter
Blow me a bag, I'm a winner
Bitch, lets get it
I turn a dyke bitch straight
Hit from the back, do the race
Bitch, let's get it
I'm in Atlanta, the motherf*ckin' Phantom
Posin' for pictures, I'm seein' the cameras
Bitch, let's get it
I ain't seen you in a minute
Smokin' my dope, mind my business
I take a trip and I'm chillin' in Venice
Fly to the A, now we shoppin' in Lennox
We the reason why they stayin' in business
I just burned my check, yesirski
She on my body, she thirsty
Persian bitch, she pushin' 30
Give good brain, I think she nerdy
Damn that lil bitch she a nerd, I'm in her mouth like a word
Whippin' a demon, I swerve, hittin' it bitch like a motherf*ckin' Purge
Bitch i'm off that lean, I'm a money fiend
30 thousand for some wok
Spilt that shit all on my jeans
I put that hoe on the clock
Smokin' the blunt bitch, I do this a lot
Run to the money, I can never stop
Feelin' like Carti, I hide in my sock
Feelin' like Carti, I run from the cops
Hit a lil' bitch with a motherf*ckin' mop
Bitch, let's get it
I don't got time to take pictures
Knock his ass out, he need dentures
Bitch, let's get it
You ain't never felt these riches
Feel like Tay-k, I'm dodgin' my sentence
Canadian Goose for the winter
I turn that bitch to a sinner
F*ck it, throw cash out the sprinter
Blow me a bag, I'm a winner
Bitch, lets get it
I turn a dyke bitch straight
Hit from the back, do the race
Bitch, let's get it
