Hey, you're watching One Umbrella TV Lil fuckers, fuckers tryna fuck with me earlier Pull up, pull up Oh fuck No, come here, cousin? Why boy? Fuck
Look, first off he was tellin' pussy niggas, story up I was trappin' out in Brampton, my whole high school year, courted up Man, H time in the Bando's all boarded up, still know it's us Had a Benz coupe at 17, now it's Rolls Royce When I'm rollin' up, I hit the beach for a brief day South Beach on a leaf case, cash all in it and a nigga bring that shit to each state Talkin' Miami to the peach state Diddy to them bitches, sent them out for cheesecake In a mission when I sent them niggas on a death wish for a piece day Got a Rollie, Audemars Piguet, nigga, pete sakes Now it's Richard Milles on the wrist, that's round half a mill for a clean face Brick walls in a log house 'cause they put a nigga in a dog house Some soul with it, I be still in it, if I logged out, man Last night brought twin bitches to the twin tellies Off of twin celly, had him lookin' like straight Meek Nelly in the strip deli I still feel I seen it all, so shit niggas tell me ain't shit to tell me I be in it for a long time, niggas still pass, homie, ain't shit could feel me Uh, Pablo, my chick Tata Nice breasts with the high thighs like KFC Only thing missin' was the hot fries and the coco Make warm but it's the coco Brown skin on a black woman, only time I'm fuckin' with the cocos Lil mama get stupider Say she want all of me, that's a quarter me What I'ma do with her? My baby ma's so fuckin' lit, man, I wish there was two of her I just put it in a new BMW 'cause the Lamborghini that I just copped not for the two of us Don't get it twisted, if she come on tour then I gotta cop ma her own tour bus Back and forth on a Rolls so much, I don't get to go home much Lot of shit glowed up Wrist lit, shit froze up And we just gettin' to the, ah
So incredible, baby This that type shit you just, you drop the wig on the donk Look in the skies, say, "God's great" Uh
Fell asleep in first class and woke in Dubai Club whites, parkers, lookin' like Fourth of July Instagram story clickin' tryna save the moment Sexy woman sell the pussy but we ain't condone it I woke up in the hospital at 2 P.M Abudhabi club party, try do me in Paramedic talkin', tell me in the ambulance I could barely hear this nigga, just the ambiance Plain face Richard Mille on my wrist Last year I didn't even know that shit exists Ayy, sheriff, put me on every watch, then I roll around 4 years ago, we were talkin' paddies, it's over now Shout out my nigga Ed, deserve the greatest dude Look at the Rollie like I'm in love with the shape of you Brown face Presidential, Obama Top floor of the truck, like I got no honour I never said it though I kinda said it I'm cruisin' through New York in a 9/11 Used to fuck Junie round 9/11 Fly nigga in the buildin' like 9/11 35 up at Gucci, nigga Charlamagne say you stupid, nigga Say I look a L, I never miss a win Big bank, next day, did that shit again Uh, screamin', "God's great" Made another mill, sayin', "God's great" The donk lookin' like a drop Wraith Copped the car cash, nigga, for the cop face Uh, legit, baby We always wanted to be it, baby Shit, well this is it, baby Uh, Fargo, this is it, babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
