Tonalità: B major
Verse 1
Racks in the passenger seat
Wanna get in my business
Get in my beast
Make it a game for me
I taught myself when no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wig diamond cut on my neck
Then I put the gold on my teeth
And the dumb bottom runs
in the fresh white teeth
Go in the
G -O -A -T, bitch,
Yeah, yeah
Mr.
Four
Letter
Better put on a shoulder like
Coachella
Turn me to stone like
Medusa
I think her name was
Rosa
Might get some cleats for what
I'ma throw at her
Keepin' it
Hop out the
Sprinter at
Neiman's with all of the members
Put that lil' bitch in the blender,
that
Averett's leather
I pull out the bubble for winter
it's hard contender
Ridin' that back while I send her
Might as well hand her to
me and surrender
Actin' like
Michael
Yeah, leave out the house with the
Kimberlin denim
I had to learn how to work
them antenna
Poppin' shit first time I
listen to jumpin'
Bitch, I invented the peep
Racks in the passenger seat
wanna get in my business
Eatin' my beans
They get the game from me,
I taught myself
When no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wig diamond cut on my neck
And the dumb bottom runs
in the fresh white teeth
Goin' to
G -O -A -T, bitch,
get me right before I leave
P, mm
I -V -O -T -G -A -N -G,
Don't know what my mom was doin'
when she was pregnant with me
But she knew I'd be the greatest
My next check, I'm scuba divin',
finna get that stingray back
For what they did to my nigga,
The cutest nigga to breathe,
I just broke her off
In the back of the loft,
we sippin' on tea, uh
you can't sit with us like a nigga
out of sit -in, uh
Chicago cold, so we throwin'
up gang signs in the
clothes for the funeral
fitting, uh
All the schools closed,
they ask questions we don't
know, nigga
Mean
Girls, but
it's faux, niggas
We came from nothin',
it was somethin' to make foe,
Figures, look at my figure,
I'm that nigga,
Marilyn
Monroe, uh
Like a ballerina, every time I hit,
she on her tippy toes, uh
Box of briefs, it's
Fenty, this shit soundin' classic, vintage
This hit different,
Nas and sent me, uh
shit so I can make like 20
Bitch, I invented the peep,
racks in the passenger seat
wanna get in my business, get in my briefs
They get the game from me,
I top myself when no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Went down to cut up my neck,
then I put the gold on my teeth
bottom ones and the fresh white teeth
you
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