(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Billionaires for life
Yeah
Facts, facts
We puttin' exotic flavors on our watches (watches)
We eatin' dinner at Ruth Chris, Hibachi's (eatin' dinner)
I love her 'cause she's slurpin' me so sloppy
I kill a nigga, get millions, one thing 'bout me
I drive the stolen car because it's faster (skrrt, skrrt)
I took off on these niggas, but no NASA
My slime know if I die, he a rich bastard (rich bitch)
I bought my mama a ghost, like a Casper
Livin' life fast on a speed boat (Keed talk to 'em)
Yeah, I'm workin' by one, but got three more
Exotic cars, exotic stick, you know what we on
Patek and a Presi' and it's two tone, yeah
I'm in the kitchen burnin' opp beef up
Yes, I listen, that's why I'm so up
I just dropped the blunt, 'cause they fuckin' my ho
Yeah, I'm pullin' stunts, Trackhawk came camo'
Itchy, itchy, gator Amaris on my damn feet
Old people be like, "Nigga, yo' ass swaggy"
I done fucked her fifty times, she can't embarrass me
All my niggas known to hit 'em up, don't harass me
Yeah, in that Rolls truck strollin' (skrrt, skrrt)
Damn smoke on the asphalt when we rollin'
F&N, blue tips we was smokin'
Back then we spinnin' shit for our folks
Told the shooter, "Where I'm at is where you crashin'"
Yeah, we eatin' the block up like we Pac-Man
Yeah, I quadruple, I own the package, I don't give backends
We came here to do a ho, on the back end (facts, facts)
We puttin' exotic flavors on our watches
We eatin' dinner at Ruth Chris, Hibachi's
I love her 'cause she's slurpin' me so sloppy
I kill a nigga, get millions, one thing 'bout me
I drive a stolen car because it's faster
I took off on these niggas, but no NASA
My slime know if I die, he a rich bastard
I bought my mama a ghost, like I'm Casper (yeah)
Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams, Wesley Tyler Glass, Raqhid Jevon Render
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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