[Chorus]
I'm on a mothafuckin' mission, made it all independent, uh
Stackin' up the paper, baby, ain't no one listenin'
Interruptin' the flow and my cash hangin' a mile
Inside a baby bottle of Hennessey, I'm pourin' it out
[Verse 1]
I'm spendin' big today, my bitch is [?]
I drain them big checks, fuck it up, paint upon a page
Goddamn, shot after shot, I'm runnin' around with my woes
Time after time, I don't vibe with these hoes
Balenciaga the sweater, mixin' Maison Margiela
I see you missin' yo' shots, waistin' time on that ho
I got four in the pot, I'm on a grind for my goal, oh, oh
Came up with a instrumental, ran up all my numbers
I built a couple links, then I broke 'еm cause they frontin'
I pull up with a check and thеy gon' ask who run it, (Swoo)
Okay, this life that I live's goin' far
And R.I.P to the boys in the stars
[Verse 2]
I heard he wanted beef with me, I turn his ass into past tense
The way she throw it back had me like I'm askin' (Swoo)
Splurgin' on a instrumental made on pills, uh
Swervin' with a bottle, I just crashed in the hills
I miss those days way back cappin' up all the magic uh
Way I style my hair, pourin' up automatic
It's inside of me, baby, don't talk to no one about it, uh, yeah
I'm on the same shit, watch me hop up off a jet
My diamonds racist, all that white up on my neck
Hellcat in Japan, spent a rack and made it back
Big slatt, on my wrist, a Patek that's flooded back
I heard he wanted beef with me, I turn his ass into past tense
The way she throw it back had me like I'm askin'
I'm on a mothafuckin' mission, made it all independent, uh
Stackin' up the paper, baby, ain't no one listenin'
Interruptin' the flow and my cash hangin' a mile
Inside a baby bottle of Hennessey, I'm pourin' it out
[Verse 1]
I'm spendin' big today, my bitch is [?]
I drain them big checks, fuck it up, paint upon a page
Goddamn, shot after shot, I'm runnin' around with my woes
Time after time, I don't vibe with these hoes
Balenciaga the sweater, mixin' Maison Margiela
I see you missin' yo' shots, waistin' time on that ho
I got four in the pot, I'm on a grind for my goal, oh, oh
Came up with a instrumental, ran up all my numbers
I built a couple links, then I broke 'еm cause they frontin'
I pull up with a check and thеy gon' ask who run it, (Swoo)
Okay, this life that I live's goin' far
And R.I.P to the boys in the stars
[Verse 2]
I heard he wanted beef with me, I turn his ass into past tense
The way she throw it back had me like I'm askin' (Swoo)
Splurgin' on a instrumental made on pills, uh
Swervin' with a bottle, I just crashed in the hills
I miss those days way back cappin' up all the magic uh
Way I style my hair, pourin' up automatic
It's inside of me, baby, don't talk to no one about it, uh, yeah
I'm on the same shit, watch me hop up off a jet
My diamonds racist, all that white up on my neck
Hellcat in Japan, spent a rack and made it back
Big slatt, on my wrist, a Patek that's flooded back
I heard he wanted beef with me, I turn his ass into past tense
The way she throw it back had me like I'm askin'
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