[Intro]
(How you feel about it now?
How you dealin' with it now?
How you feel about me now?)
JabariOnTheBeat
[Pre-Chorus]
Look at me and look at him
Hold up, let me let you look again
I got money, I pay double rent
I got money, I could buy his friends
[Chorus]
I got sharks on my hood, camouflage hoodie, yeah
Put up on my top and now I feel like Boogie, yeah
Shawty back up on me, I know she a goodie, yeah
She gon' suck me up and swallow up the nuddy, yeah
Hellcat challenger, I'm like a criminal
Top floor condo, but the design is minimal
I got fleece, these Versace sheets on my body, yeah
Eating Nobu futomaki, drinking hot sake, yeah
[Verse 1]
If I swap the Ghost, it's for the Maserati, yeah
Off-White, off side diamonds on hockey, yeah
I can't even stand and we just in the lobby, yeah
If I take him out, I'm goin' kamikaze, okay
When I eat her out, it's like she rubbin' in some Olay
Red October shoes, you see my fit and be like "olé"
Said she got a man, but she wan' see me, I'm like "okay"
Every second week I get a trim, I get a bald fade
Murakami hoodie, yeah, my flower got a happy face
Midori in my cup, I think my vodka got a sour taste
I just ash my blunt onto my Jordans, on the white lace
Quads inside my blunt, my cotton mouth give me a white paste
(How you feel about it now?
How you dealin' with it now?
How you feel about me now?)
JabariOnTheBeat
[Pre-Chorus]
Look at me and look at him
Hold up, let me let you look again
I got money, I pay double rent
I got money, I could buy his friends
[Chorus]
I got sharks on my hood, camouflage hoodie, yeah
Put up on my top and now I feel like Boogie, yeah
Shawty back up on me, I know she a goodie, yeah
She gon' suck me up and swallow up the nuddy, yeah
Hellcat challenger, I'm like a criminal
Top floor condo, but the design is minimal
I got fleece, these Versace sheets on my body, yeah
Eating Nobu futomaki, drinking hot sake, yeah
[Verse 1]
If I swap the Ghost, it's for the Maserati, yeah
Off-White, off side diamonds on hockey, yeah
I can't even stand and we just in the lobby, yeah
If I take him out, I'm goin' kamikaze, okay
When I eat her out, it's like she rubbin' in some Olay
Red October shoes, you see my fit and be like "olé"
Said she got a man, but she wan' see me, I'm like "okay"
Every second week I get a trim, I get a bald fade
Murakami hoodie, yeah, my flower got a happy face
Midori in my cup, I think my vodka got a sour taste
I just ash my blunt onto my Jordans, on the white lace
Quads inside my blunt, my cotton mouth give me a white paste
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