Prime and Provisions, I'm on a mission
I ain't see myself here last year, ain't have the vision
The tomahawk at the table it came chauffeur-driven
The chef break it down like a brick, peep the precision
It's surgical
Togarashi crust missing like the roof of convertible off the crudo
Tell her be more assertive, she scared of coming off rude though
I don't play bout my food though
Told me don't worry bout it, it's still bussin without it
My judgement is rarely clouded but my latest ensemble is grouted
Plus an NFG jacket I power scouted
Made the play as soon as the wire transfer was routed
Feeling great, came a long way from overlooked and doubted
Out the way unless I'm getting a check for an appearance
Wanna pull up to the lab? You need security clearance
Cuz niggas drowning in flows and it's a big interference
Life jackets mandatory, appreciate your adherence
God-fearing if the clothes make the man
This cream tee compliment my complexion about as best as it can
Cloaking device on the drop for the speed traps and the scans
The way 12 like to follow me you would think they was fans
Michelin Man in the Moncler puffer
My kicks on Justin Tucker, my pants work as a buffer
Been down bad and suffered and struggled to meet my ends
I hustle hard as I possibly can to not go through it again
Stutter-stepping in Ricks, I stay elusive
Yeah I know these niggas plotting on licks, cuz they exclusive
The island from which my jacket imported stared at Medusa
She ain't never had no wagyu A5, I introduced her
The ambience seduced her, she marveling at the marbling
My thumbs tinted green and I don't think it's from gardening
I just copped the Platonic solids in Douglas fir
Air up in the cockpit exotic-clotted, the Cutlass skrt
Prime and Provisions, I'm on a mission
I ain't see myself here last year, ain't have the vision
The tomahawk at the table it came chauffeur-driven
The chef break it down like a brick, peep the precision
He sharp
Shorty elegant gown, gently strumming strings on the harp
I filled the Patek with sharks, the rocks biting
I cover it with a tarp, I hate to throw off the lighting
Got heavy foot on the pedal, you know the McQueens lightning