shitty boyz not baby tron but I rock Cartier shitcoins, meme tokens imma go finesse a play open up my MetaMask before I go n check the bank run a mill up off a trade so I can bless the gang turbo motion, I thank Jesus for this Pepe valuing time call Mateo like he jefe cash cow and my waygu always heavy I take my time tryna milk it I need leche I’m a holder not a folder you can’t **** with me I can’t rap with you, you ain’t even a up fifty told my bro he like my arm cuz he stuck with me and we only getting stronger lift this up with me rappers announcing they independent like single women ya chick fil a nigga cuz im bout the chicken if we start comparing you gon see the difference but let’s it pimpin , I won’t be specific heart throbbing chart blazer talking all paper pay to play or make a name embracing hard labor I’m in this bitch to work, we can talk later let’s organize and strategize to make us all greater when I was broke I was dreaming with a plan god blessed me with the instruments to make these bands now it’s sticks and drums in each of our hand no malice I just wanna keep peace on my land zillo in Paris, i won’t see you in the states, great hashish got me spilling matcha on my bapes greatness is a process I processed greatly my circle full of bosses my bottom bitch shapely champagne jag with a Light weight tint hoes see it pass like “that might be him” see another car like “that might be them” then see a black truck like “yup that’s them”