I belong to the guap yeah
I learned that from my pops yeah
She belongs to the block
Because she wants everybody in the spot yeah
I just stack up a lot ah
Now they want what I got ah
They wishin' I could stop
I'm just getting started with setting up shop ah
I don't care what they say I run it up ah ah
What I made in a night he made in a month ah ah (Uh, yeah)
I gotta fuck up these racks on fashion 'cuz I never really had shit
What I made last year this year I spent more on my taxes yeah
I pulled up like what's happening uh
Versace on my glasses yeah
I feel like Killbunk 'cuz I ain't learn shit in those classes yuh
I'm in Calabasas
I've been ballin it ain't March yet
But I still can't stop the madness yuh ha
10 bands on me like I'm Messi
I know she cannot forget me
That's not my girl that's my bestie
I need a Barbie like Je$$e
But I cannot fuck if she basic yeah
Brown hunneds but I am not racist yeah
The day I sell out the Palace
That's the day I can say that I made it yeah
I see it clearly all I see is dollar signs
She found a new one so she playin' both sides
I couldn't care less 'cuz I got money on my mind ah ah
Hop in that new Bentayga bitch I'm gone, vroom
I put my trust in these hunneds I don't want, you
I fuck up these racks on fashion 'cuz I gots, to
I got heart eyes for these hunneds girl it's not, you
Hop in that new Bentayga bitch I'm gone, vroom
I put my trust in these hunneds I don't want, you
I fuck up these racks on fashion 'cuz I gots, to
I got heart eyes for these hunneds girl it's not, you
Bag chaser, book a jet need 'em quick flights to get mad paper
Mad strippers, got 'em running like a meet
Like I'll bring em back later
Trust the kid, I don't need a 101, to go make a brick
Was the one, I could never trust a thot, with some ass or tits
Aye, tryna run up on some bands, bought a m4 coupe
Why shawty get mad at my hoes?
Thought she just know what I do
Yeah, get mad at ya friends, I'm the one they blew
Give back to my fans they the ones I choose
Have I gone too too far too far
But I'm long gone long gone long gone
How do I feel so so far so far
I'm in my bag I feel great bitch
Hop in that new Bentayga bitch I'm gone, vroom
I put my trust in these hunneds I don't want, you
I fuck up these racks on fashion 'cuz I gots, to
I got heart eyes for these hunneds girl it's not, you
Hop in that new Bentayga bitch I'm gone, vroom
I put my trust in these hunneds I don't want, you
I fuck up these racks on fashion 'cuz I gots, to
I got heart eyes for these hunneds girl it's not, you
(Good evening, this is your captain speaking)
(We are currently cruising at an altitude of 3200 feet)
(If the weather cooperates)
(We should get a great view of the city as we descend)