AVENTADOR

Yeah, '90s fine, you a bad lil' bitch

Got you smellin' like Rihanna, but you ain't a savage

Big K got me on my rap shit

I've been to do it like four and a whip

Born from the six, got me on my mind when I'm here

I bet these niggas thought I died last year, right?

Nah, I'm back, bitch

I mean, there's somethin' about a lil' stand over that clip

Hold that motherfucker like I'm holding on my dick, son

Stop saying, nigga

Look, why the fuck you think we here? How we get this far?

Who would've thought that DC made a fucking star?

French Canada, my brother turned superstar

Now his brother next to turn into a superstar

We got this whole block jumping like it's Mardi Gras

Tots up a Willie Hacker, got my two-step on

Shelly and suit red bottom with my ribos on

Side pocket of my denim with my Gucci scarf, yeah

I got a thing for a Bentley Azor

Leather seats, dirty cash on the floor, right?

Stop playing with me

I mean, peak my style, peak my melodies

Why these niggas ever keep and try to cancel me, on Jesus?

I mean, all praises to the most high prophet

Noble Jewali and a five percent posse

I'm resurrected

Goddamn it

(Enoch)