All She Wrote Rittz

There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost on this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet if y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote

Verse 1:
People see me, they come taking selfies
While they posin' with the Mustang Shelby
Belt be covered in LVs
Got that melted butter lobster tail meat
Drip, drip, drip, drip on 'em daily
Sippin' Jameson and Bailey's
Bust thru the ceilin' built up on me
I destroyed what you're constructin'
I ignored what you're instructin', shit was planned out
Start a record label, everything was in house
Time for to stand out front of the orchestra
Conductin', follow my lead
Hoes spittin' all on my D
Gettin' wetter than a reed in a clarinet
First class seat on a Emirate flight from New Zealand
Sleepin' with a chick speakin' Arabic
24 karat platinum, that's oo la la
You got prize, I'ma say "Fuck you" on Live two times
Like pew, pew, pew, shots fired inside
Like a Shoofly pie
Oozin' out, cuttin' it before you try to cool it down
I be spillin' all the fillin' inside
Got a militant mind
I would rather settle a little vendetta in person
Instead of conversin' we set up a time
Fightin' like I'm Lomachenko
If I was you I wouldn't step inside the ring ropes
The second you'd be Ko'd with your face swole
Seein' stars, dots, leprechauns and rainbows
Hey yo, adios, c'est la vie, (?) , Salam alakum
Say goodbye, au revoir
I'm about to take a bow on the count of trois
Chopping up lines on the countertop
Yea-yea-uh yeah