Cuban link me and the chain be full of moon rocks
Rocky on the watch, I buck my jeweller on the lunar
100 mile hoodie, black vest, like i'm 2Pac
Straight up off the stove, it be a minute 'til i cool off (Damn!)
Blow me bae, but you're the one that brought the cake out
Grills up in my mouth, the only time I need a stakeout
Makeup, how they painting me, it never how they make out
Hope my dawg's ghost watching when Lil' Eli bring the Wraith out
If it wasn't for the cost of the things, would you still call me often and things?
Step back baby
Feeling like I'm Harden or James, got my niggas balling hard for the ring
Step-back baby
She drunken off Bacardi and things now she thinking that she Cardi and things
Step back baby
Looking at the stars in the Wraith, got feeling like a martian and things
Step back baby
And i'm BP, looking like a blackout
Niggas never cheesing when the mac out
Baby boo, i'm back now
Black ops and these crackers throwing frag out
Baddies running from my sister, pull they tracks out
You dig me?
Sunny day chick came from Italy
I can't stand these heartbreak thotties wit the trickery
Jokers hella Two-Face, they at it with the villainy
Children hella kidding me
Bae, do you feel me?
21 gun salute
Patek Phillipe and them Yeezy boots
Out in the Jag', let's just leave the roof
And we chilling
Flash, he be bhilling
Blind 'til he see the truth
Take out the mac and let it lead a loop
If it wasn't for the cost of the things, would you still call me often and things?
Step back baby
Feeling like I'm Harden or James, got my niggas balling hard for the ring
Step-back baby
She drunken off Bacardi and things now she thinking that she Cardi and things
Step back baby
Looking at the stars in the Wraith, got feeling like a martian and things
Step back baby