It's a monster
It's a monster
Money, money
It's a monster
Pack after pack after pack
Tell paparazzi relax
We never look for the trap
You heard, we already know where it's at
Huh, I don't react, I'ma just look at the stats
Uh, uh-uh, why you gotta flex like that?
Alright
Yeah, I only care about the racks
Tryin' to finagle the tax
Start a company and look at the facts
I'm out the country, they know where I'm at
They tryin'a come for me
But know they can't fuck with me
We love the way you kill the fashion
I hope you know that was just a distraction, nigga
Pack after pack after pack
Tell paparazzi relax
I never look for the trap
You heard, we already know where it's at, ok
Left with a package
Runners are bringin' it back, okay
And all of these blogs, nigga, I give a fuck what they say
I'm back in the place, girl yell at the DJ to back up the bass
I'm on the way, room 49, '42 in the safe, yeah
Nobody's safe, the packs are laced, and she wanna taste
They smashed the guts in my face, but I can roll Backwood again
Okay, okay,
Ayy, I ain't really with the shit
Big bag full of pink packs, got a Kit-Kat in the whip, yeah
This that new drip, she like the whole clique
She need that, she like, "I wish, oh, I wish"
I'm in, so stylish
I ain't gotta tell you what I get
Fuck the high, nigga, you a toilet
Wait
Push packs through the border, move faster
Secret space program
Main bedroom in the house is called the master
They'll never think they on the 'Gram with
Think it's time to tell 'em who I am
Just so they can fully understand
They put a fire on my head
Always pick truth, never dare
Cups in the air
We don't give a fuck send the add'
I don't understand
Why you got a hundred fifty thousand in your hand, nigga wait
Ya'll just building castles in the sand, nigga wait
Flexin' in that Falcon, fuck a Lam', nigga wait, shit
Why you always playin', huh?
I drip a wrist, spin up in the ship
Way too far with the images
Niggas think I'm the new Wiz
All these gold bricks I'm skippin' in
They think I'm actin' different
Just 'cause now I'm trying to flip dividends
Gold throne that I'm sittin' in
Rose gold, kiss venomous
Big drip down in Africa
This year, just how I did in Flint
I tried to tell 'em all
They wasn't listening
I think it worked to my benefit
Only seein' nothin' but the benefits
I just pray to God that somebody get a grip
They yellin' and tellin' me let 'em live
I'm guessing the vision's ahead of 'em