Phantom pull up like a pamper Bitch I ain't pull up I landed Boy I'm so fly I can't stand it They say I'm not from this planet I run a show single handed Fifty grand rubber banded Paper chasing never scrambling Talking money never rambling This is all about advancement Pretty Chevrolet is dancing Do it like I know magic Bitch I been a pro at it Couple hits for your cataracts Cadillacs is outback, the mansion Get a glance at what a nigga stacking Never that my brother and them will clap you Fuck it, seen the sixty eight droptop at the junkyard Drug it, over to my shop to give it a new start You know we, gut it, we cut it, redone it Now we Canal Street stunting My mind right and my money right so y'all niggas can't tell me nothing Cut it Done it I stuff OG in the kingsize I hit the bitch in the kingsize I had the bitch sitting ringside Head so good ask the bitch what's her ring size We trade the foreigns for bowties I trade Chanel for a blowjob You worrying about me what's your hoe's job I'm scratching off in the parking lot Like fuck it Arm out the window on my celly I don't serve them niggas they be telling Had them bitches in and out my telly Towel under the door you smell it Pack was bad still sell it Run it up and fuck it up I just matted out my truck I'm fucking her and fucking her A lot of money ain't enough I'm tryna stack the bricks and pull up I just copped a drank and pour up Sneak diss at me I pull up I ride the Jeep with the doors off I'm with a bitch she don't wear drawers I hit a dab then I dozed off On a jet checking my son report card They don't like me in the game I'm a bogart I live my life with sports cars I park them all on my neighbors lawn Niggas try to count me out now they paying for it Before I hate on the boy I'll sign him And then push his album back like a lining I be in the D more than the lions If a deal ain't worth a mil I ain't signing So cut it So cut it