[Intro]
Did this shit for Brenda, I miss ya
Still look at your pictures, I'll protect your name
[Verse]
When my day come, I'm taking my racks with me
When my day come, hope I croak in a Bentley
Investin' into them switches and my niggas swangin' them semis
Sippin' on clean drank but I swear my cup filthy
(Brrr, Double R, Bird Buisness, PMO shit)
You think that you know me, but you don't really know me
I promise that I'm chosen, this life was meant for me (meant for me, meant for me)
I ain't got no plaques up in my house yet but this patek my trophy
Maybach champagne glass toasted
If we fall out I hope you know you owe me I hope that you know u owe me
My life presidential shit man I might buy a plain rollie
Im so warm off of these drugs while my sclass seats hold me
Walk around in balenci house slippers I think this was meant for me (meant for me, meant for me)
I'll have them killer's onside ya house, I swear this could get ugly
She think she got the best of me, she ain't shit to me (shit to me, shit to me)
Bitch this 30 pointer tennis diamond chain cost more than your VanCleef (VanCleef)
Bendin' corners in a Urus truck through hollywood
Bitch Im not in no banshee
I wanna know who the fuck turnt you up
I wanna know who the fuck fucked you first
I wanna know who the fuck broke yo curse
I wanna know all of yo shame and dirt
If I wasn't rich would you have noticed me
Or is it because you know that I'll buy you a Rolls truck spontaneously
Sometimes I feel like my addiction got you ashamed of me
I got this rich and turnt baby cause I planned to be
I refuse to let a nigga take me out ain't no stainin' me
You ain't gotta get out the house and duck from cameras don't complain to me
They used to play on my top think that I'd flop now they give brain to me
You get it this shit off the head baby
Did this shit for Brenda, I miss ya
Still look at your pictures, I'll protect your name
[Verse]
When my day come, I'm taking my racks with me
When my day come, hope I croak in a Bentley
Investin' into them switches and my niggas swangin' them semis
Sippin' on clean drank but I swear my cup filthy
(Brrr, Double R, Bird Buisness, PMO shit)
You think that you know me, but you don't really know me
I promise that I'm chosen, this life was meant for me (meant for me, meant for me)
I ain't got no plaques up in my house yet but this patek my trophy
Maybach champagne glass toasted
If we fall out I hope you know you owe me I hope that you know u owe me
My life presidential shit man I might buy a plain rollie
Im so warm off of these drugs while my sclass seats hold me
Walk around in balenci house slippers I think this was meant for me (meant for me, meant for me)
I'll have them killer's onside ya house, I swear this could get ugly
She think she got the best of me, she ain't shit to me (shit to me, shit to me)
Bitch this 30 pointer tennis diamond chain cost more than your VanCleef (VanCleef)
Bendin' corners in a Urus truck through hollywood
Bitch Im not in no banshee
I wanna know who the fuck turnt you up
I wanna know who the fuck fucked you first
I wanna know who the fuck broke yo curse
I wanna know all of yo shame and dirt
If I wasn't rich would you have noticed me
Or is it because you know that I'll buy you a Rolls truck spontaneously
Sometimes I feel like my addiction got you ashamed of me
I got this rich and turnt baby cause I planned to be
I refuse to let a nigga take me out ain't no stainin' me
You ain't gotta get out the house and duck from cameras don't complain to me
They used to play on my top think that I'd flop now they give brain to me
You get it this shit off the head baby
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