[Intro: Big Quis]
Cardo got wings
Overlords
I love
[Chorus: Big Quis]
Look up at my ceiling, see a chandelier
My chain hanging on me, like a chandelier
We headed for the top, like a chandelier
All my niggas shining, like chandeliers
Look up at my ceiling, see a chandelier
My chain hanging on me, like a chandelier
We headed for the top, like a chandelier
All my niggas shining, like chandeliers
[Verse 1: Big Quis]
Broke ass nigga, wake up, and get your cake up
This a big face, nigga [?]
Our taste budds ain't the same, everything different
Look at our chains, now look at there's, there's a differents
I'm a made man, I pay a maid to do my dishes
Cartier glasses, with the diamonds in my vision
My bitch religion [?] she wearing [?] Christion
I'm drinking Ace of Spades, motherfucker, what you sippin?
Whippin through my city, in the brand new 750
Fuck that deal, fellas, we gon get our shot eventually
I always stay crispy, boy, this shirt right here [?]
My pants Balmains, and I stuffed them all with C-Notes
Imma stick with Geo, HB and Dre Armany
For my nigga Roc, I go to war with anybody
I'm walking through the lobby, olding hands with your lady
I ain't fuck, I just let that bitch swallo my babies
Cardo got wings
Overlords
I love
[Chorus: Big Quis]
Look up at my ceiling, see a chandelier
My chain hanging on me, like a chandelier
We headed for the top, like a chandelier
All my niggas shining, like chandeliers
Look up at my ceiling, see a chandelier
My chain hanging on me, like a chandelier
We headed for the top, like a chandelier
All my niggas shining, like chandeliers
[Verse 1: Big Quis]
Broke ass nigga, wake up, and get your cake up
This a big face, nigga [?]
Our taste budds ain't the same, everything different
Look at our chains, now look at there's, there's a differents
I'm a made man, I pay a maid to do my dishes
Cartier glasses, with the diamonds in my vision
My bitch religion [?] she wearing [?] Christion
I'm drinking Ace of Spades, motherfucker, what you sippin?
Whippin through my city, in the brand new 750
Fuck that deal, fellas, we gon get our shot eventually
I always stay crispy, boy, this shirt right here [?]
My pants Balmains, and I stuffed them all with C-Notes
Imma stick with Geo, HB and Dre Armany
For my nigga Roc, I go to war with anybody
I'm walking through the lobby, olding hands with your lady
I ain't fuck, I just let that bitch swallo my babies
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