Exhibition Diorvsyou

[Intro]
Yuh
I'm gettin' way too high, this sh-
I'm gettin' way too-
Shit like 5AM
Yuh, yuh

[Verse]
I'm gettin' way too high, yea this shit getting crazy
I'm too damn high, yea this shit getting crazy
In far this shit look like a spaceship
She said it's fire, your life too amazing
I been blowing paper lately
Blow the ash off this paper baby
I blow racks, I can't save 'em baby
I'm so lit, I could spend it on both of these bitches
So lit, I buy, boasting them bitches
16 circle Rick came with zippers
My bitch too damn bad, came with dimples
I just wake up to racks, this shit simple, yea
I got a lot on my mind, got a lot on my temple
We all too slimy, my partner might get you
I'm counting cash with [?] in the bedroom
I'm in this elevator, barely got legroom
I'm in LA, pourin' Tris, tuggin' labels
And I'm with a 5 star bitch, getting facials
I'm in the stu' right now, coutin' up pape'
I'ma make sure I tell a ho I ain't regular
I'm so freebandz with this shit, I ain't selling it
Put like 10k on my wrist and I'm petty with it
Bitch, when she askin' for some shit, I ain't hear it
Walk in Margiela counting digits
Diorvsyou, ain't no friendly exhibition, no
This bitch was here for a minute
I put her down but she ain't get the vision at all
I don't think this released-
All my shit old, I don't do new edition at all
And I'm pourin' up lean and counting up money, sorry I don't miss you at all
And this just what it seems, you might not be having fun, nigga I'm having a ball
I be tearing the seam off of this designer nigga, I be having it all
Got this bitch off a bean, off a molly xan tan, and now she taking it off
I got the world in my motherfuckin' hands nigga, in my motherfuckin' palm