Letras
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I just might ball out on bathing ape
Young, fly killa I don't need a cape
Supreme on my jacket when I'm in the rain
I got VV's on my necklace ain't no solar plane
Yeah, I just might get rich off Richard Mille
Cop the two-tone Patek to show how I feel
Ima blow up before I sign a deal
It's a Human Race, baby, but I'm not Pharrell
Haters think it's funny, but I'm not Chappelle
I been going crazy, going off the rails
They thinking I'm gon' quit, thinking Ima fail
I been working graveyard shifts; I know they can tell
I'm 'bout to pull a three-peat I'm so exciting
I pull up too clean like my hygiene
I can see it all 'cause I got my high-beams
She like, your diamonds shining why you trying to blind me
I just might ball out on bathing ape
Young, fly killa I don't need a cape
Supreme on my jacket when I'm in the rain
I got VV's on my necklace ain't no solar plane
Yeah, I just might get rich off Richard Mille
Cop the two-tone Patek to show how I feel
Ima blow up before I sign a deal
It's a Human Race, baby, but I'm not Pharrell
It's up, it's up
And it's stuck, and it's stuck
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
It's up
Yeah, it's up
It's up
And it's stuck
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah