[Verse 1: Blvck Svm]
MM6 runners, they like turtlenecks for feet
If you coming how I’m coming I won’t charge you for a feat
Niggas call my spot the AAA, they pull up for the heat
Eurostepping if you stressing me, it’s goals I’m tryna meet
G-Star on my belly got me looking like a Sneetch
New things on my teeth, it’s bout a rack everytime I speak
Niggas blowing up my phone, if it ain’t money then I’m sleep
Unless it’s the driver dropping off my UberEats
Lawrence Taylor how I get to sacks
Took my 7 favorites and I put em in a pack, Fendi facts
It’s too many plays to make, I can’t relax
Got more rings than fingers, need an extra like Phil Jacks
We was closе but now they ghosting, that shit make me feel dеtached
It’s a lot up on my shoulders plus this new Stone Island patch
Every verse you heard a nigga spit I wrote that shit from scratch
No assistance in my kitchen when I’m cooking up a batch
I got Broward on my lats, got my momma on my chest
I got fetti on my brain, Moncler logo on my vest
48 without no rest, chasing checks, count a frontend ambidex
Count a backend lil more careful just in case they tryna finesse
[Hook: Blvck Svm]
Golds fuckin up my speech, Sheri fuckin up the drop
I been fuckin up the sack, but my re-up game rock
I been feenin for some treats, I’m at Kith I’m tryna shop
Fuck around and spend a stack, after this I gotta stop (x2)
MM6 runners, they like turtlenecks for feet
If you coming how I’m coming I won’t charge you for a feat
Niggas call my spot the AAA, they pull up for the heat
Eurostepping if you stressing me, it’s goals I’m tryna meet
G-Star on my belly got me looking like a Sneetch
New things on my teeth, it’s bout a rack everytime I speak
Niggas blowing up my phone, if it ain’t money then I’m sleep
Unless it’s the driver dropping off my UberEats
Lawrence Taylor how I get to sacks
Took my 7 favorites and I put em in a pack, Fendi facts
It’s too many plays to make, I can’t relax
Got more rings than fingers, need an extra like Phil Jacks
We was closе but now they ghosting, that shit make me feel dеtached
It’s a lot up on my shoulders plus this new Stone Island patch
Every verse you heard a nigga spit I wrote that shit from scratch
No assistance in my kitchen when I’m cooking up a batch
I got Broward on my lats, got my momma on my chest
I got fetti on my brain, Moncler logo on my vest
48 without no rest, chasing checks, count a frontend ambidex
Count a backend lil more careful just in case they tryna finesse
[Hook: Blvck Svm]
Golds fuckin up my speech, Sheri fuckin up the drop
I been fuckin up the sack, but my re-up game rock
I been feenin for some treats, I’m at Kith I’m tryna shop
Fuck around and spend a stack, after this I gotta stop (x2)
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