still prevail

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Sippin' OJ in the Cris'

Model with me and she lit

Black leather Ventement trench

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

This b***h drankin' me, she a fish

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

Your baby mama know that I mean it

I **** on her, never want lip

She call for a friend for some help

Quit the games, b***h, you know I'm a player

All this salt only killin' the snails

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

It's some G33 I inhale

Man, I pray all my n***** is well

And I told you I still will prevail

Come on, ain't tryna be late

Got a show, I'ma go cross-state

We could creep and be well out the way

Pick a time and a place

I done seen how n**** switch sides

I'm like, "Nah, I'm straight"

B***h bad, got a gap through her thighs

She fine, okay

They still gotta pay us

I took her to Zales

I cut like a flair

Have the Cuban, I don't wanna link

I clear all the tabs

They pay for their abs

I put faith in my craft

And for now on, I'm keepin' receipts

On the grind, I'm knee-deep

These rhymes paid all my lease

She fine, speakin' in Greek

With vibes, we out in Greece

High, stimulate my mind, tryna reach my peak

High, yeah, I'm gon' touch the sky, you know I get fleek

Yo, slide

Sippin' OJ in the Cris'

Model with me and she lit

Black leather Ventement trench

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

This b***h drankin' me, she a fish

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

Your baby mama know that I mean it

I **** on her, never want lip

She call for a friend for some help

Quit the games, b***h, you know I'm a player

All this salt only killin' the snails

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

It's some G33 I inhale

Man, I pray all my n***** is well

And I told you I still will prevail

Thank the Lord, I don't take it for granted

I can pop on a whole 'nother planet

I love ****in' my b***h 'cause I'm manish

I love watchin' her take off her panties

I know some of you n***** can't stand it

Ain't gon' get it, that n**** still havin'

Love to see me, they seein' what's happenin'

They stay ready, I'on gotta get ready

She with it, I don't gotta say it

I don't figured you know how to play it

I'm all on they radar

I'm high-key that n**** for real

Keep workin', it pay off

You spend it however you feel

I can't take a day off

I'm plantin' more seeds in the field

Yeah, n**** fly, dressin' to kill

No lie, this energy real

Rhyme geekin' on

Landin' in Beverly Hills

Out my mind

Half a mil' for my bills

That's why I grind

**** how a n**** feel

Sippin' OJ in the Cris'

Model with me and she lit

Black leather Ventement trench

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

This b***h drankin' me, she a fish

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

Your baby mama know that I mean it

I **** on her, never want lip

She call for a friend for some help

Quit the games, b***h, you know I'm a player

All this salt only killin' the snails

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

It's some G33 I inhale

Man, I pray all my n***** is well

And I told you I still will prevail