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
Aventador with like four and a whip
Four from the six, 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’ with that clip
Hold that mother fucker like I’m holding on my dick son
Stop playing 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
Shots up for Willie Haggart, got my two-step on
And suit red bottom with my on
Side pocket of my denim with my Gucci scarf, yeah
I got a thing for a Bentley Azure (Azure)
Leather seats, dirty cash on the floor, right?
Stop playing with me (stop playing with me)
I mean, peak my style, peak my melodies
Why these niggas ever try to cancel me?
On Jesus?
I mean, all praises to the most high prophet
Noble Drew Ali and a five percent posse
I’m resurrected
Goddamnit
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