[ Featuring Father Nature ]
Ooo I pick n choose
I'm getting checks not the side of my shoes
Intellectual property I'm making melodies
Bitch are you listening I do not follow the recipe
Ooo I'm off the juice, I do not follow the rules
If I am your enemy I recommend you just play it cool
If I stick around then I plan on winnin, I do not play to lose
I can be dangerous, gun to your mouth got you praying
There ain't no lock on safety, look like I painted my walls and I stained it
I got you all hung up, I framed it
Money call speaking my language
I don't need a ball or a banquette
I'm just trying to ball I can't quit
You all off cadence, y'all off radar, y'all out dated
Now that I'm back up, my bread up
I'm cooking my appetite got me fed up
I'm in the studio smoking up something, I'm sippin I'm holding a bottle Ciroc
I will surmount to shit you are just counterfeit
Counter productive, I'm putting the hours in
I get your girl to get cowgirlin
I hear her hooten and hollering
Keep making moves and departure then
I'm so provocative, keep hitting octaves
I got that octane, smoking up all the strains
I'll put you all to shame, I'm pullin up in a straight blacked out charter plane
I'm needing all the gains, I'm needing all the fame
Keep going to hard again, I keep on bodying
We keep on partying, me and my team we gon keep sippin Chardonnay
I need a guardian angel watch all my change
I put that on my name, don't take no breaks or no holidays
I'll throw it all away, I hear you speaking up don't give a f*ck what you got to say
Don't give a f*ck what you gotta say
I need my Guala like andele
Calmate, you don't want me to get rowdy cuz honestly I don't know nobody out here that's stopping me
Pardon me, sorry, we back to your regular events and right after the break I'll be coming up next
I was raised with faith so I'm up coming up blessed, and if anybody hate it then I'm coming for your neck
Do you really want to get into it with a loose screw, Imma shoot you, come back unpack the strap and use voodoo
Summoning the demon and knowing the reason I'm thinking of leaving the scene and then when you see me you like who you
Actually, I just done a whole lotta growing and showing and every moment and I think a nigga really blowing
Really on it, I don't ever lie boy I'm really honest you won't even know it
And I'm so low key, these niggas thinking I be oden son I ain't joking son I ain't choose rap but I'm still the chosen one
I grow my funds and load my lungs
Talking underneath you breath, I ain't don't boy
I know my tongues and I know my limits I ain't got non
I would smoke my opps but I ain't got one
Pete Mitchell with the bitch nigga top gun icarus nigga to close to a hot sun
Hut one you a 22 in a shotgun
Nigga acting rotty like Rich til the box come
Box front
Hot boy nigga you is not one
Mag rounds so damn big we playing shot put
I put anybody in the ground
This shit is not fun and games
And all you lames need to be stopped huh
I make a banger then I drop one
I put the sticky to your mouth this shit in not gum
Found the balance time and talent
Tryna make a hundred thousand
Millions billions leave the planet
I don't think you understand it uh
Really bout this paper boy I'm tryna make a livin, been the vision since I started spitting need to get to filling my pockets
Baby pick it up and she drop it off at the location that I told her to stop at
And if she get hungry then I put it in her tummy
Shawty f*ck with me cuz she ain't messing with no dummy
And she know the drill she'll be gone if there's no money
Posted on the gram showing everybody how you love me uh
Pushing the seat way back in the car
Better be quick we ain't driving to far
Got my foot on the gas put my hand in her bra
Got me feeling the back of her throat oh my god
Mutha Fuxka Music give a f*ck yeah he produced it
Imma spit that fire on the beat til I abuse it
I'm a psycho I murder beats for my amusement
Told me put a verse in now I'm ballin Imma lose it
My boy got the recipe, and if he wanna flex then he can't sell the beats
Everybody tryna get that cheddar cheese
But only one name making them H-I-Ts