Letras
What you wanna do today? I feel extravagant
Could have a glass of wine, but I'm working on my abstinence
I ain't telling hoes, throw it in a bag I'm not fabulous
I'm a grown-ass man, not a pacifist
You come knocking on this door, I'ma answer it
I swear I love that little bitch, but she cancerous
My Latina busts it open like tamarind
My white girl like Drake more than me, I almost slapped the bitch
I told her take care, met a cold brown skin at the state fair
Just knocked the new bitch in this cashmere
Sweater
She do whatever for a nigga and I love it
When I tell her what to do, she gon' listen like Alexa
I know she feelin' me, she like my texture
She told me I'm the type of nigga that she'll treasure
She give me head and somehow she get pleasure
How much you give me, that's how love get measured
No more posting at the smoke shop, givin' out testers
I don't like sellin' dope, a nigga robbed, I do extra
The turtle win the race, I go to jail then play catch up
It's God's timing I ain't sayin' that I'm next up
Yeah, I'm comin' with it, I got bands on the floor
I got bitches in the coupe, leapt up, goin' ghost
I'm money different, it's the reason I don't make sense
I did the fake shit, the reason I don't pretend
They shouldn't have let me out of jail, fuck my prelim
How the fuck I feel at home, I'm at Neiman's
I run it down in public, fuck a DM
She the type to suck me off for the semen
At the club every weekend, she off the deep end
Bitch drunk all the time, fighting demons