[Part I]
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
The way the driver outside, you would think a nigga played for the Major League
Balenciaga got me tip-toein' 'round the crib while your bitch fake sleep
I could never trust a rat nigga, outside, snitchin' on Say Cheese
You should see the way we livin' now, a condo in the sky, I'm feelin' eight feet (Yeah)
Fifty floors up high, somewhere in the sky, but I'm standin' ten toes
Have you ever had a bitch cryin' out you everything she had to live for?
Lamborghini, LaFerrari, make her duck her head 'causе she gotta sit low (Skrrt, skrrt)
Remembеr days I was piss poor, so I promised I'd never miss, no (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
GTA, I'm usin' cheat codes, put a combo in to make her leave, woah (Yeah)
All I needed was a deep throat, now I'm ridin' 'round, smokin' Petro'
Texted me like I'm a asshole, had to tell this bitch that I was Steve-O (Yeah)
Now shawty speakin' my lingo, told her, "Thanks, bae, that shit was fuego" (Fuck)
That's another body, so it's case closed (Woo-woo)
It ain't easy as it seems, swervin' on them beans, so I need to lay low (Woah)
Now shawty turnin' to a fiend, tryna crash the residence, so now the gate closed (Woah)
My old hoes turned to new opps, so security stayin' on the payroll (Woah, woah, woah)
(Fuck)
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
The way the driver outside, you would think a nigga played for the Major League
Balenciaga got me tip-toein' 'round the crib while your bitch fake sleep
I could never trust a rat nigga, outside, snitchin' on Say Cheese
You should see the way we livin' now, a condo in the sky, I'm feelin' eight feet (Yeah)
Fifty floors up high, somewhere in the sky, but I'm standin' ten toes
Have you ever had a bitch cryin' out you everything she had to live for?
Lamborghini, LaFerrari, make her duck her head 'causе she gotta sit low (Skrrt, skrrt)
Remembеr days I was piss poor, so I promised I'd never miss, no (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
GTA, I'm usin' cheat codes, put a combo in to make her leave, woah (Yeah)
All I needed was a deep throat, now I'm ridin' 'round, smokin' Petro'
Texted me like I'm a asshole, had to tell this bitch that I was Steve-O (Yeah)
Now shawty speakin' my lingo, told her, "Thanks, bae, that shit was fuego" (Fuck)
That's another body, so it's case closed (Woo-woo)
It ain't easy as it seems, swervin' on them beans, so I need to lay low (Woah)
Now shawty turnin' to a fiend, tryna crash the residence, so now the gate closed (Woah)
My old hoes turned to new opps, so security stayin' on the payroll (Woah, woah, woah)
(Fuck)
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