To Rate★ Intro ★
Couple million for a check, might have a party on a jet
Don't put Brazilians up on deck, they keep on begging me for sex
Her pussy ❲?❳ in the flesh, get away 'fore I get arrested
★ Verse 1 ★
Couple million for a check, might have a party on a jet
Don't put Brazilians up on deck, they keep on begging me for sex
Her pussy ❲?❳ in the flesh, get away 'fore I get arrested
Duffel at the Hilton, snuggled at the Weston
Get up, did my dance
I heard shawty singlе bestie
I steppеd up, then I dressed up and she undressed me
Shut up 'bout yo' mans, romance meant to be messy
Messed up, but she kept up, that shit impressed me
I call the shots don't need no telephone, or no microphone
You call it quits, tell me who better Jones
You or all my clones
Can you admit I'm fly just like a drone
In every timezone, I'm on yo' mind
I left yo' mind blown, now yo' mind gone
I'm 'bout to pull up just give me a minute
It took me a hour before I had spent it
I'm all in the mentions upon all the pictures
They want me get jiggy, so I'm finna kill it
I'm rockin' like milly, I'm hotter than chili
I got me a milli like I was from Philly
Ay, watch me get busy, I'm finna get dizzy
★ Chorus ★
Hit it, flip it, whip it, this shit
Kill it, hit it, everybody jiggin'
Hit it, flip it, whip it, this shit
Kill it, hit it, everybody jiggin'
★ Verse 2 ★
-smoke, question mark, you don't want none
Brodie knocked him out the park, home run
Askin' me for my fire go get your own gun
And I don't even tote none and I still won
I don't want no dealings, I don't want no business
With none of you women and none of you guys
I'm one of the realest, I'm really real
I'm real, can't even come disguise me
Don't surprise me, don't like surprises
Give me my prize when you recognize me
Love all my brothers like I was a ❲?❳
Trust on my mother she always beside me, never behind me
Hope she live past ninety
Hope I can make it to nineteen without a crime scene
Just like a ❲?❳
Lightbulb on my head 'cause that was a hell of a rhyme scheme
My eyes gleam with bright beams
And light screens and night dreams
And fuck Jeffrey Epstein
Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chop 'em up
I got my da, da, da, da, got my dollars up
I got my gun like fa, fa, fa, fa, go get the doctor brah
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