Slow Motion Larry June

[Verse 1: Larry June]
Marble floors, heated toilet seats (ay, ay, ay)
Versace cups by the Hermes links
I'm watching Shaft while I smoke this weed
I might hit Hawaii for a week
I'm on money mode, I need a whole lot
Fuck a famous actress on a whole yatch
Like my nigga G, shit, don't stop
This Rol' cost a lot, I could've bought stocks
I don't need friends I need more bands
Fly to LA just to go tan

A lot of things change I'm a grown man

200 thou in twenties, I'ma need a hand
I ain't playing, a thousand ooh-waps in a minivan
If I touch down safely, shit, I can buy some land
Discipline
Either way nigga, I got the upper hand
They say that I can't rap
They just don't understand the life we live
Champagne in the fridge
We ain't celebrating shit
Keep that Prada coming
Stay consistent, you can make a grip
Understand there's more to life (more to life)
Man
Shit, I feel like I done lived it twice (lived it twice)
God damn