I`m not in the mood `cause my flight delayed
So I jumped on a private jet and I`m askin` the pilot the ETA
Lambo` parked on the landin` strip, everyone in my gang and my DJ paid
Why`s my man talkin` `bout Insha`Allah? These times, he don`t even pray
Why`s my man wearin` a Jesus piece? How does she squeeze in `em jeans?
Big behind and petitest waist, take time with the GBG, we don`t beef nobody like GBK
Woke up on the wrong side of bed, so he`s gonna get slapped if I don`t have my P`s today
I love my young boy, I won`t lead him `stray, I`m stuck to lil` bro like PVA
Paid already, I don`t need no hit song
We don`t need ID, lil` bro 17 in the club, he ain`t scrollin` TikTok
F`s just saw him a thick one, "Which one? Who do you want, bro? Pick one"
If I shoot my shot, I`ll hit one, matter of time `til I get them all ticked off, alright
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go M for M
Quarter mil` for the Maybach truck, double R with the factory rims
I got the 90, the Urus, the Virgil, the Brabus, I`m really a threat
It`s got to the point that I don`t even care, I got jewels in the safe that I don`t even wear
Uh, bro`ll do it for some shoes and some clothes, you`ll see what he`ll do for a necklace
`Rari truck, it look like a spider, it`s crawlin` a dollar on just accessories (damn)
She made me wanna go harder, I like her whole aura, I think I`m obsessed with her
They hit him up on his birthday, did him the worst way, he had a death wish
I get right under they skin, I don`t even try, I guess I can`t help that shit
I`ma have love for bro for life if we talk or not, I step with `em
Of course you can beat me at talkin`, ain`t no back and forth, wait `til we catch up with him
Knockin` a bag and makin` the opposite mad, I done fell in love with it
UK Selfridges with a cute one (ooh), bank account look good, this a new one (yeah)
You the type like to type on computers (wow), got a mask, but he ain`t no shooter (haha)
Top ten, but she don`t act bougie, me and your friends can go to Aruba
Hit France, it depend on my mood, this a Maybach Benz, this ain`t no Uber
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go M for M
Mama got a body like Kim and `em, mama been killin` that gym
We can go watch for watch, from chain to chain, the rings, I`m him
I done got rich, but I`m still with the shit, land in London and go to the ends
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go M for M
Quarter mil` for the Maybach truck, double R with the factory rims
I got the 90, the Urus, the Virgil, the Brabus, I`m really a threat
It`s got to the point that I don`t even care, I got jewels in the safe that I don`t even wear