Letras
Borrowed credibility
You're no damn celebrity
They want to lecture me
Peers want to pressure me
She wants to mention me
Steer toward my enemies
Too tall to measure me
Lower visibility
I go where they're missing me
Move on my nemeses
Move like anemone
Move up hegemony
Root up the treasury
Boot up the best of me (yes, yes)
There's a devil in the lettuce
And a bezel in my necklace
In the Lexus
I'm especially reckless
Mix the red up with the purple, make a mess of my breakfast
Take the sedatives and turbo, chop it up like it's Texas
I hit a ritual before I hit the door
I mix original with sh- I hit before
I'm like a missile when I hit I-94
Lil bitty
You're a drizzle, I'm a sizzle in the storm
I might count some customers
I might count some customers and see what I've been working toward
Smoking all the
(Big smoke, big smoke)
Smoking all the substances to try to feel normal
Ayy
Imma throw this money till the cash out
Imma keep on pouring, bring the glass out ayy
Imma beat it up till she tap out
Three, two, one, baby I'm about to
Take off
Take off
Take off
Baby, I'm about to takeoff
Take off
Take off
(Take off)
Break it down, I'm about to run it up
Sittin on this money mountain, I'm about to summit up
Yeah, I walked em down first, nigga you a runner-up
I already hit it once, I can't give another fuck
No I'm not another one, hotter than a southern summer's sun
Niggas bubblegum, they don't wanna pop out till it's done
Ain't no coming back, time to face what you been running from
Hit it from the back, she said she can feel it in her lungs
I got a whole team mad, bitch you lucky to start