Huh, how you feel? Baby I feel fine, I need more dollar signs But you came right on time, can we turn off all these lights? Can I roll up, get a ‘lil high? Every time I look in your eyes, I look away mesmerized And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine And I been lapped them, no it’s not close, I cross the finish line
I look like a supermodel and all my draws is Calvin Klein My baby she built like a bottle, and I’m finna take a sip right now I’m pouring lines out a bottle, I’m finna take a sip right now And I probably won’t see you tomorrow, ’cause I’m finna take a trip right now Yeah, I been gone I lost my mind and I’m tryna find my way back home Baby, I’ma real rolling stone
I put chains on, don’t do the phones, I won’t talk until the case close Fuck 12 nigga, free my bro’s, I got a problem with keep buying clothes And now my swag is stole, they can keep it, I don’t want it And I’ll throw all this shit away if I can’t give it to none of my homies And I’ll throw all this shit away if I can’t give it to none of my bitches If it’s nigga talking about gang, then he gone leave it with some stitches
Advertisement
Huh, how you feel? Baby I feel fine, I need more dollar signs But you came right on time, can we turn off all these lights? Can I roll up, get a ‘lil high? Every time I look in your eyes, I look away mesmerized And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine And I been lapped them, no it’s not close, I cross the finish line
I’m not into telling lies, gotta mask on no disguise And the old me already died, keep it on me when I’m outside If you know me, know I’m fried, and I love you if you riding And the doors in my brand new ride, go up they suicide I was geeked up off them Roxy’s, living on the top floor at the Roxy And my life then changed so promptly, camera flashing paparazzi And I only sip on Wockhardt, that Tris still make me nauseous And I always go hard, these niggas going hardly
I just bought her Goyard, she ride me like Harley, yes I told her she’s a superstar and I just think she’s narly Me and my gang in here This a rich nigga party, she brought her gang in here, this a bad bitches party I’m a raver, but a real rockstar, please can we get guitars? I’m an alien, but not from mars, and these niggas try too hard She playing, baby, don’t you start Please don’t make this hard I go NBA but I’m not Vince Carter, that mean I’m balling and my money larger
Huh, how you feel? Baby, I feel fine, I need more dollar signs But you came right on time, can we turn off all these lights? Can I roll up, get a ‘lil high? Every time I look in your eyes, I look away mesmerized And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine And I been lapped them, no it’s not close, I cross the finish line
