It always gets back to this point Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Kenny talk, talk to ’em man Nah forreal gotta catch up nigga
On this wave I’m like all aboard Hoppin’ out that Aston, me, while you in the Ford Sayin’ where ya’ll live 300 [?] Danny Phantom Look swell but that ain’t the real boy these double doors Recognize where you at I know you need it more Always hate but under raps I think I’m needing more Peace of mind that’s something that you niggas just can’t afford New Dior wasn’t in the store in my sample drawer, aye You are now rocking with the greatest Know some niggas waiting for it, know some niggas hate it Ain’t no way around it nigga you just gotta face it On the front end ain’t no where you can make it, but On the back end baggin’ bitches on Jackson Forty I’m [?] classic if you get it you know magic Tom Ford cologne spray it on my Ricky jacket Used to bein’ alone so ducking off is a habit It’s 6 o’clock in it’s latest drive, aye Water bubble on the stove hot Work bubble on the fork when it hit the pot Sharks transform the heart you can see the rocks Cartier bubble see the clock, and it’s bustdown diamonds they don’t ticktock And my Rollie doe, oyster perpetual Diamonds on my fist and these bitches they like who is you Get the memo lil’ hoe, flexin’ on these niggas boy I got the big dough These niggas sub par yeah the pitch pour
I be in the backdrop countin’ layin’ low I be countin’ layin’ low I be in the backdrop countin’ layin’ low I be countin’ layin’ low I be in the backdrop countin’ layin’ low Aye What these niggas hatin’ for I be in the backdrop countin’ layin’ low I be countin’ layin’ low I be in the backdrop countin’ layin’ low (Whoa Kenny)