ILLUMINATI Rich Amiri

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that Percocet, no, I can't stop it
Prada on my collar, had to take a trip to Follies
All the bad bitches fuckin' with me, gettin' cocky
Knockin' off shit, can't tell a nigga stop it
Talk about cash, gon' get a nigga started
Can't pick up the phone, bitch, I'm somewhere in the islands
Started getting dough, people say I'm Illuminati
Pull up in a foreign, then I'm flyin' in a private
I don't want the doors on the Bentley, I'ma chop 'em
Bentley or the Ghost? In the belly of the bottom
Barely got sick on the Addy I swallowed
On a G6, nigga flyin' like a Fallow
Told the ho lick, I don't want no el gato
Insidе the Rolls look like a space shuttlе
I'ma just take him off, I ain't gon' tussle
Bought her some rocks, she thinkin' I love her

[Verse]
Walked in, 23 tucked
Niggas ain't nothin', they tryna keep up
Goyard stuffed like I robbed the Brink's truck
Pour me up more, I ain't say it was enough
Green-ass hoes stay flockin' like doves, yeah
Never ever give 'em my trust
Probably gon' put my trust in a dub
I won't even touch that bitch, she a dub, yeah
Told my woe take 'em off, yeah, take 'em off, yeah
Thanksgiving, pockets stuffed, double stuffed, yeah
I ain't ever seen a bitch act like this before, yeah
Poured a four, I still want some more (Thanks, Zuko)