Lyrics
Aye pass me the torch guarantee Imma light it
Let the feeling flow ain't no reason to fight it
They tryna talk down you ain't hurt me in the slightest
Bitch I'm feeling righteous - Gold on me like Midas
See me on the web yeah I'm movin' like a spider
Sent a winky face now she want me inside her
Apple a day keep the doctor away
Mix it with the liq so I'm sippin' on some cider
Always on my dick so I call her dick rider
I can cook yo shit cuz I'm spitting straight fire
Say you poppin' off but I know you a liar
Hitting all the notes so they call me Mariah
Made that bitch sing now she wanna join the choir
Billionaire boy yeah cuz bitch I'm looking flyer
Billionaire boy yeah cuz bitch I'm looking flyer
Aye, aye
Dummy flow cash flow where the fuck the money go
Disappear backflip money do gymnastics
Real as the sun but you fake like some plastic
Gimme the green like a bowl I just packed it
Jack and the beanstalk I'm gonna grow massive
Aggressive ass flow I ain't tryna be passive
Wander the halls but we got no hall passes
You can't see the vision I think you need glasses
Yeah lets make a toast yeah just raise all the glasses
Yeah what in the world I don't know what just happened
Mind on the fritz think I need me a Xanax
Don't pop no pills but I'll make an exception
Losing my shit someone give me direction
Never look up in the mirror fuck my reflection
Making hella noise but I still avoid detection
Blade in my pants nah this ain't no erection
Blade in my pants nah this ain't no erection
Aye, yuh
Fuck with me and get smoked
Fuck with me so let's go
Fuck with me you already know
Fuck with me let's get the dough
Fuck with me I need mo
Fuck the world cuz it's cold
Fuck the world cuz they hate
Fuck with me cuz I'm great
Fuck with me cuz I'm great aye