Sauce...
808 Mafia!
Otherwise don't talk about me to your fuckin' friends
And I know that I make it look too easy when I rock Retros and Yeezys, and I don't even call those designer brands
And if you try to touch my check, I might come right at your neck
Don't you know I never go defeated
And I ain't say that I'm up next, but by watchin' all damn stress
I been really startin' to believe it
I been a whippin' just dip, I gotta get far away
Some place where nobody stay, probably should move to L.A
Now that I'm startin' to get paid, shit ain't been the same
How I'm switchin' lanes, cut off all the lames
No more playin' games
I just want 'em all to know, I'mma hit 'em with that nah nah
Get new , afterwords I treat her to that Dolce and Gabbana
Yeah I bring her to the crib and roll that marijuana
Finished all the Sprite so I just poured it in that Fanta, yeah yeah
Wait, ain't but I go ham
Ballin' like I'm in the Pro Am, boutta put on a show man
Got it covered for the whole faaam, 'cause that's just how I do
Made a song about that too, and you know that shit is true yeah, wait
'Cause I don't tell no lies, but all these other lames and so they all actin' surprised
And I been workin' hard so I might just do some braggin'
Ain't gon' be that long 'fore I rock her in that wagon
Yeahhh, you might have a problem with me, if so then come solve it with me
Otherwise don't talk about me to your fuckin' friends
And I know that I make it look too easy when I rock Retros and Yeezys, and I don't even call those designer brands
And if you try to touch my check, I might come right at your neck
Don't you know I never go defeated
And I ain't say that I'm up next, but by watchin' all damn stress
I been really startin' to believe it
Where I stay, you know I got all the melodies
Mix 'em with the sauce and they still won't see the recipe
Boutta pop off, I ain't talkin' 'bout no ecstasy
Hate me but don't know me, yeah I think they call that jealousy
Yeah I got it like that, took 'em dead and brought it back
Finest woman on the map, all that you lack
Feel like D-Wade back in '04 when he got Shaq
'Cause I got all these wins comin', on my daughters I'mma keep stuntin'
Sittin' back I'mma keep puffin', I just treat it like it ain't nothin'
Yeah yeah, got so much shit on my mind
Thinkin' way too much I started getting intertwined
They ain't seen the vision so I told them that they blind
So I let 'em know, all this money that we blow
Never gonna see, they fuckin' haters
Yeahhh, you might have a problem with me, if so then come solve with me
Otherwise don't talk about me to your fuckin' friends
And I know I make it look too easy when I rock Retros and Yeezys, and I don't even call those designer brands
And if you try to touch my check, I might come right at your neck
Don't you know I never go defeated
And I ain't say that I'm up next, but by watchin' all damn stress
I been really startin' to believe it
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