[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, look
Uh

[Verse]
[?] red durag with the [?]
Feelin' like Gervonta Davis at the Barclays
On my first fight, [?] my first night
I learned from the wrongs, now I do my worst [?]
Birthdays, comin' home, used to be my worst nights
Now I drive the cars of my birthright, you heard right
I'm twin [?] and sick, I should get a check-up
Speech-impediment bitches need to go get their words right
Now all of a sudden they forgot 'bout how they played me
And how they laid me and slayed me and killed me upon the Gram
Bottega slippers sit silly upon the sand
My bitch Sicilian tan, pivoted on your [?]
I'm orange leather, still [?]
I'm in DR, Prada, shoppin' Ralph Lauren [?]
With all my Umbrella Collective, you know we [?] together
We like a band, we play the horns in together
It's One Umbrella, you might need us when it's stormin' in weather
They step with me when the world try to ignore me forever
I had the [?] Bull Retro 5s with Jordans [?]
I had Rick Ross deliver this small car 'cause I'm more than clever
I got it on n***as, and I still got that [?] inside of my house
Why would I fight with my brothers when it's this money to make?
When it's these honeys to take? When it's 'bout hundreds upon my arms
And bunions upon my charm, yeah?
Triple berries and carrots just like the Trix rabbit, and
Shooters Jim Carrey 'cause all of the clips laughin', and
Did you get it? I said "clips laughin'"
This a movie action, let me show you boys a movie caption
Pow pow, and all of you bow down
Name a rapper out now that can match with my style
While I chew 'em up, them n***as nasty so I threw 'em up
And [?] 'bout to do 'em up
The whole Twitch, like "Give it a break!"
I'm 'bout to break this beat like a I did a mistake
I'm 'bout to cut the competition and grill' em then give 'em steak
Fuck around, [?] the dinner, give 'em a plate, for real, uh
This shit is violence, man, it's all violence
All tires, [?] sirens
All polices, all [?], n***as [?] screechin'
While I'm at the jeweler I'm switchin' my timepieces
Then I'm at the club, switchin' my dime pieces
Orgies, Vancouver, switchin' like five Trishas
TMI, too much info
But I can't lie, them hoes nymphos, and I let the synth go
And after that, I'm trying to get your bitch back
To the hotel so I can put my dick up in her lymph nodes (Ooh)
Prada-coated rabbit on my [?]
See your girl and dip with the set, call me Jim Jones
Yeah, I ain't gotta do them TikToks
Ten years later, fuckin' hoes in flip-flops
Big condo in Miami at the tip-top
You see it and gotta feel it like Chris Rock
[Closing]
Haha, for real
Hahaha, yeah
I'm—I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm really good at this
For real, like I'm—I'm, I'm good at this, like I can do this, you know?
Like, crazy
'Cause at some point n***as gotta start realizing I can really do this