[Los]
Okay, I'm serving these niggas like a waiter with a tray
Tell me how the fuck you want it ’cause I'm catering today
Big diamonds in my bezel, hit them haters in the face
Never run behind pussy, it's the paper that I chase
I done lapped these niggas, I done made enough space
To take a nap on niggas, catch ‘em later in the race
Hot like Hell, tell Satan to his face
And I'm cutting these bitches like Jason when he chase
White girls on the movie, white girls so groovy
White pearl Cousys like oyster shells
Hoist a perpetual Rollie ‘cause your holder be moist as hell
Too cool to raise my voice and yell
Whisper in your bitches ear like Abracadabra
My swagger grab her, then she disappear
This my year, two-oh-one-oh, I owe one to the four-one-oh
Go for the goal, go for it like two seconds left on fourth and goal
I'm scorching cold, freezing hot, my temperature rise, degrees'll drop
It's odd to have an even shot, when sleeping, I don't even stop
Big L, Biggie, Pun, even Pac would agree to me angry at these
Lazy A and Rists, I'm so crazy, they embarrass me
With all this fucking foolery, who can't rap about jewelry, cars and bitches?
But y'all ridiculous, is rappers as cool as me?
You losing me, come find me, I'm a genius, bitch, rewind me
Every day my fans remind me, there's no way they can deny me
God damn, how that dagger feel? Like G.5 then the Swaggerville
I'm like eight miles ahead of rappers, feeling like B. Rabbit feel
Yo, hold up, wait, he had a deal, who said he cannot get a deal?
That shit was only half a mill, it's time I need a bigger deal
Hit the store, ship a mill, treat the coupe like Uncle Phil
Because it's getting sick of wheels, Zero is the shit for real
Okay, I'm serving these niggas like a waiter with a tray
Tell me how the fuck you want it ’cause I'm catering today
Big diamonds in my bezel, hit them haters in the face
Never run behind pussy, it's the paper that I chase
I done lapped these niggas, I done made enough space
To take a nap on niggas, catch ‘em later in the race
Hot like Hell, tell Satan to his face
And I'm cutting these bitches like Jason when he chase
White girls on the movie, white girls so groovy
White pearl Cousys like oyster shells
Hoist a perpetual Rollie ‘cause your holder be moist as hell
Too cool to raise my voice and yell
Whisper in your bitches ear like Abracadabra
My swagger grab her, then she disappear
This my year, two-oh-one-oh, I owe one to the four-one-oh
Go for the goal, go for it like two seconds left on fourth and goal
I'm scorching cold, freezing hot, my temperature rise, degrees'll drop
It's odd to have an even shot, when sleeping, I don't even stop
Big L, Biggie, Pun, even Pac would agree to me angry at these
Lazy A and Rists, I'm so crazy, they embarrass me
With all this fucking foolery, who can't rap about jewelry, cars and bitches?
But y'all ridiculous, is rappers as cool as me?
You losing me, come find me, I'm a genius, bitch, rewind me
Every day my fans remind me, there's no way they can deny me
God damn, how that dagger feel? Like G.5 then the Swaggerville
I'm like eight miles ahead of rappers, feeling like B. Rabbit feel
Yo, hold up, wait, he had a deal, who said he cannot get a deal?
That shit was only half a mill, it's time I need a bigger deal
Hit the store, ship a mill, treat the coupe like Uncle Phil
Because it's getting sick of wheels, Zero is the shit for real
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