Now these SOBs
Are asking me to tone it down
Because I stayed in the league
There’s no one left to spill this flow
Dude, I’m going slow, dude, I’m going slow
Tell me who you are, tell me who arrived
Flying in the club, I’m partying at the show
A stack and a blunt
The night began
Moet and Chandon
Your girl calls me
Saying to tone it down
I have the connections
Black with the best product
That girl is crazy
But she’s a diamond in the rough (Bitch)
I enjoy
Buying off corrupt cops
Your group, we mourn
You claiming to be a gangster seems insulting
I look in the mirror, I’m fire
Dressed in Dolce Gabbana
Money thrown on the bed
About to enter nirvana
If you’re lacking style, I’ll lend you a bit
You guys are good
But you’re missing the spark
Don’t ask so much
This isn’t an interview
We’re cooking
Like Jesse Pinkman does
They’re looking for me, I’m with my people
With a delinquent chorus
We’re in the hot zone
We’re the same as always
I have the baby happy
And she laughs that yours cries
Because you came out as a rookie
You can’t keep up all the time
We are from the hood
We’re killing sorrows
On a yacht in the Caribbean
With Moet and a couple of girls
We have the cargo
In case you want problems
The mdb for your hood is an emblem
The girl is crazy, and I know it
My value is rising
She came with her friend
They want to party in my GLB
I always multiply, you’ll see me in Forbes
They’re pointing to me as the best investor
I’m not a magnate
But she knows who I am
I have the Victoria’s Secret girl
All speaking Spanish
I came to drop data
Cat
Smoking a blonde cigarette with pirate rum
She hits me with the butt
She looks like an AK
Her big butt like my stack
I heard your rhymes
They sound weak, smoking with the gang
Feels like a tasting
I want to throw money
On that butt
I’m all in Bape
Or Gucci or Bulgari
We leave the party
With a couple of mommies
We’re rallying with Cali weed
She calls me Lil Troca
You’re the fucking daddy
I’m the legendary
I leave her funny
She has the body
Like a Ferrari
I teach her the Miyagi
I get her body wet
A French girl invited me to Bali
Now these SOBs
Are asking me to tone it down
Because I stayed in the league
There’s no one left to spill this flow
Dude, I’m going slow, dude, I’m going slow
Tell me who you are
Tell me who arrived
Flying in the club
I’m partying at the show
A stack and a blunt
The night began
Moet and Chandon
Your girl calls me
Saying to tone it down