Mm
Yeah
(Mmh.)
Let's go
I don't speak, they adjust to the silence
Pretty with a switch, get violent
Cool in the storm, no guidance
Walk like I own this island
Ten toes, no flinch in my step
If it's war, I don't post, I prep
Never beg, just cut who's next
Hands in the air, still touch they neck
Stone cold, don't play with me
Slick talk, don't lay with me
No cosign, still major league
Front row moves, no vacancy
Hit like a breeze then burn like sage
Chin too high to engage
Don't do crowds, I do stage
Treat my wins like minimum wage
Run up, I don't run from nothin'
No peace sign, just percussion
If I did it, then it's done—no bluffin'
No encore, I don't do rerunnin'
Stone cold, don't play with me
Slick talk, don't lay with me
No cosign, still major league
Front row moves, no vacancy
Litty Vuitton:
They don't want no one, they wanted me
I pull up, i'm too exclusive baby, straight out movie scene like what's up?
He like my sauce, baby fresh like listerine
When you a boss, you can't go for anything
Stone cold, don't play with me
Slick talk, don't lay with me
No cosign, still major league
Front row moves, no vacancy
They clear the room when we walk, no plead
Front row moves, no vacancy
Voice too light but the work got teeth
Dreamz in silk and a grip in mink
Mirror don't talk, but it still still might blink
Price too high, but i paid in pink
I ain't reply and it made him think