Letras
Beats from DePaul
Milli and Tietta on the call
Grinding til it's plaques on the wall
Bitch I want it all
And then some
Nonprofit no taxes on the income
Look at the outcome
Big deal even without one
Come on dawg
Set my own pace
Who else brought labels to the bay
Executives pulling up where I stay
Wanna shake my pops hand
All cause they know I got the hot hand
Tryna figure out what I got planned
3rd string quarterback
Nigga I am not playing
I didn't have a plan B
Bitch I'm who I planned to be
They can't even stand with me
I took all the shade and made a canopy
Going so crazy could plead insanity
Tryna put the team on
I ain't have a kickstand to lean on
I could run this bitch with some jeans on
GC sweats
Nikes on getting to a check
It's all kings and queens in my deck
What did you expect?
It was me and Phani to the neck
Crop top, bulletproof vest
Man that nigga wild
Crocs on compliment my style
Flight attendant compliment my smile
Bitch I got a mask on
Living like I know it won't last long
Grocery shopping I brought the bag home