Yo, life's a gamble, almost seven, playing Yahtzee
Had oxy, had roxies, met papi at the Moxy
Pee Dee's for the steak, went to Nico's for hibachi
I'm a top seed, kichijoji for a chopped cheese
Pink slip in a six series going top speed
Top boy, me, myself and I, we the top three
Box office at the Barclay, got the box seats
Pink horsepower in my cup, left her knock-kneed
Porsche 911 in my dreams tryna box me
I was caught in a jam, now I'm scot-free
I got people counting on me, I can't half-ass it
She went Coach for a clutch, that's a bad baggage
Ran off on the plug, I had mad static
I was broke, I was dirty, I just laugh at it
I'm in capital like Steeze, I'ma Badass it
I got vans full of slides like a half cast
Scuffed Timbs still get info from nymphos
Might experiment with drugs but I been dope
Split dough, spit quotes for your mental
I been to Cabo, dawg, don't get sent for
Tennis wax, yo, this pair of demins seven racks
Ya getting sonned around me and I only did twenty laps
Kid, stop copping off that plug selling fenty packs
I been the illest from my city, that's a Fendi fact
Marble wood patterns, stepping out in good fabrics
Keep it on me 'cause I know shit in the hood happens
Morally struck, put more in the cup
His last album was alright according to some
Yo, I really just started being able to afford to stunt
With bitches in the club taking baking soda bumps
And sure enough, I do this very often
Getting Henny drunk, who tryna get a penny off him?
And I ain't listening to petty offers
Catch me in the train station moving like I'm Benny Blanco
Drinking reposado, models Brazilian wax
I might cut the bitch off if she feeling attached
My money touching the ceiling
Was stacking Last Year Being Broke, might feel like a year and half
Dock Ellis, no hitter off a half tab
Double dipping on the distro, this a cash grab
Threw half in the rice, the other half bagged
Half man, half amazing, time to act bad
Human crack in the flesh, need my Juelz
Sko baggin' up the piff, boy, them two scales
I'm a two gun toter, call me Two Twelve
With some two time felons, they been through hell
Hella problems on my plate, chiefing with my tribe
Government on my line got the eagle eye
Abbey Road with my bros, got the Beatles vibe
Both bitches look alike, call 'em Nina Sky
