And y'all bitches still can't see me,
Dapper down freezey,
Swagger up easy,
A get out of jail card couldn't free me, jeez B,
Wet wipes for skeezies,
Barbecue dream beefy
Veggies grillin, still meaty
And she can meet me discretely, I speak it soft and sweetly.
Keeping toes in the sand,
No holes in the plan, just hoes for the fam
Growing like grands, in my financial planner's hands
Paper cut stings linger, I'm married to it,
watch me wring my fingers.
Her mom hit on me,
honestly, smellin like cougar bait,
Swinging like a middleweight
Lights out will exonerate.
Pessimists can lick my fresh red kicks
I'm on my ideals for gigs,
run the i-dealership,
Take notes, I benchmark the realest shit.
Faster than Korean calculators,
Parisian bakers couldn't cake up,
Jamaicans couldn't wake and bake up,
I Mac hard drive so I never have to make up.
I was born in a new day, so the old way shall fall to my blade.
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