Visuals Lyrics & Tabs by Torch
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Snapback and my tats showing
You lock her down you Bruce Bowen
I'm Ralph Lauren I'm Rick Owen
The champagne just keep pouring
I'm in here the boy glowing
I'm A1 and ya bitch knowing
She balenciaga I Jordan 4 ing
Balmaining my denim foreign
No redbull in my cup
Demons all in my head
I'm toasting straight to all my bucks
My child hood was rough
All my friends trap or locked up
So I'm out here and I'm stuck counting my blessing with my luck
My blessing with my luck
All my friends trap or locked up
So I'm out here and I'm stuck counting my blessing with my luck
My blessing with my luck
For my niggas I be grinding
Grew up throwing that diamond
Traded basketball for rhyming
So I skip lines
And Get free shit
They said I wasn't gone be shit
But guess I am the shit
I am the shit
Guess what I am the shit
Top down and my bitch bad
Birkin is my bitch bag
Never tripping I mix match
Rozay we sip that
I rap good I fuck better
All my exxes miss that
All my exxes miss that
All them bitches miss that
Yea nigga
My bitch name amber
Her boyfriend work overnight
So at night she my dancer
I throw Singles
She make it shake
She hit the ground she make it quake
I buss it open
Then hit the bank
My new shit so mean
I use to rock miskin
Now I soho with yo queen
I'm outhchea with this green
Spending cheetah
And chasing my Dreams
Fuck what u heard
Fuck wat u mean
Fuck what u said
Fuck with this green
Talking paper I understand
Want a feature I want a band
Uncle Sam ain't got shit on me
Got another girl
From italy
And all her friends in to me
We fuck fight
She got a man too
So She gotta get rid of me
At a certain time I'm out the door
At a certain time I'm out the door
At a certain time I'm out the door
These Voices all in my head
And these bitches wanting my bread
Got these voices all in my head
And these posers wanting me dead
Got these voices all in my head
Screaming fuck rap and get street money
Im who your man wanna be honey
In my dopefeen and 3s homie
