Letras
I think I'm addicted to swag
I think I'm addicted to money
I think I'm in love with the bitches who love to get down and get real dirty, yeah
You hear that, that's Benjamin comin, pew
You hear that, my .40 been bussin
This that real drank, not robitussin
Glocky gon hit like a drum in percussion
Boutta whip, boutta go keep a mystique
Yah, my lil bro got him a drum
Got a white bitch who love doin' the drugs
Got a lil foreign hoe who love to fuck
Fuck your lil beamer, I'm inside a truck
I'll crash out on anyone, don't give no fuck
Unless the bitch bad, I won't give her no hug
Unless she give head, I won't give her no love
Yah, yah
Takin' a sip of this Bubbly
Bitch tellin' me she love me
Don't get all soapy, like sudsy
I'm just tryna hang out wit Cudi
Smoking ganja heavy puffin
Yeah we really came out from nothing
So you know my M's I'm loving
Oh you thought it was over huh?
I call my ho when I'm fucked up through Siri on my phone
Like if I slide, lose track of time, like oops I gots to go
I bring my tooly to the spot in case I gots to blow
Like Mr. Take-some-of-the-top, like ouh I'm feinin' oh
Split Margielas on my toes I'm on a different settin
My money better come direct lil boy, d-don't forget it
I've been fucked up on this dope, I've been so sedated
I-I been airin' out the smoke ever since yesterday
Fresh like listerine, Mister Mister Mister Clean
Yeah yeah yeah, what's my name?
JXQ, you know my gang
Yeah yeah yeah, wear my chain, iced out cuban let it hang
Icicles by my brain
This dinero my best friend