Grilling lamb chops this shit don't stop
A lot of P shit they wanna see me flop
But I'm back again more champagne more wins
I'm still cracking all my sister friends
Why you niggas splurging I'm at the crib workin'
Money over bitches my mom deserve that Birkin
If her credit ain't seven hundred we can't do no flirtin'
I can't post you on the Gram you know they be lurkin'
Addicted to the game I could never leave
Been in the Stang all week misplaced my Caddy keys
Using WhatsApp to message broads from overseas
She call me Big Papi like I'm Dave Ortiz
Then she hit my phone she up a couple g's
By the time we hung up she done sent the fee
Went shopping bought some shit that I ain't really need
Put yo faith in a P I won't mislead
Coogi sweater on me like I'm Bill Cosby
Forever on some fly shit cause it's like a hobby
I might take the summer off just to learn karate
Tryna keep up with Snow just join Illuminati
Cause they will sell they soul just to keep up
Pulled up to shorty crib and kick my feet up
Fly cars and champagne when you see us
I laughed when she said her nigga wanna be us
Catch me out in traffic i be on the move
My OGs drunk forties we be off that Veuve
My cougar lady always tell me that I'm two smooth
My moms keep me in her prayers I could never lose
Hardest part of my morning which car I'm gonna choose
Hit the car wash and shine the tires with Manoos
Do a lot for the people we don't post on the news
A real one don't gotta say it I'm forever blessed
Told baby tat my name on her left chest
Wasn't serious but I had to put her to the test
Make sure she ain't leave no hair on the head rest
Back in high school I should of won best dressed
Knew not to trust the streets when they killed Fresh
That was fifth grade
Two Mercedes gotta get paid bitch I'm self made