Letras
Uh huh
Uh huh
Player shit
Marni button up
Chillen poolside
While my bitch in the kitchen
Mango cut'n up
Fresh fruit, Fresh cut
Ima fly fresh player that never really gave a fuck, uh huh fly shit
Wipe the whip down
Hand washes only
Cuz the winners getting chips now
She use to play games
She jus tryna get hit now
On my outta town shit
Bitch I'm every body type
On some when I come around shit, foreal
And they know my contribution
Putting pressure on niggas
Same ones that look'd down
We ahead of them Niggas
And I ain't looking back
I been here way too long
To settle for less
Huh, Nigga I need my racks, Winners
And please don't call it luck
I never stayed inside the box
If I waited on help
I woulda never drop'd
I woulda never pulled that new Benz off the lot
These lame rap niggas team'n up just to flop, haha
Seen industry niggas dick ride they way to the top
And couple years later the label got em drop'd
I never said I was second
Cuz I know I'm not, I'm the one
I'm the illest
From the realest section of the block, G4
Stack another dub
And Niggas hate so much
They forgot how to show love
Mane the jig is up
And bitches send me pussy pics
Incase I wana fuck
And use my name as click bait
When they type it up
For their satisfaction
Camera flashes
Lighting matches
While I stuff a backwood
This the year they stop acting like I'm not that good
Ima legend
Big step'n
Cuz I wish they would
And they couldn't nigga, couldn't nigga
This my view from the chateau, uh huh
When you boss'n up they gon say that you an asshole