The globe in my hands I'm feeling like god
The globe in my hands I'm feeling like god
I put her on babe when I'm up in NY
Hop on the train this a hell of a ride
I pop me a addy, count up the spaghetti
My whole gang flexing ain't shit you could tell me
She only wanna fuck me cause I'm getting fetti
We fuss and we fight then we fuck in the telly
She thought it was light, but this pack is too heavy
Ain't nothing light bitch I'm packing this heavy
A thief in the night bitch I feel like I'm Freddy
She brought the narcotics, she sniffing that Kelly
I only smoke Za, that shit cost me more money
I took all my potnas with me out the continent
She giving me head I'm all in her conscious
Wasn't born rich (damn) that wasn't the plan
Hit a lil lick and I snuck into Eden
I was thinking through the technicolor
While you're still stuck on the monochrome
So I don't do well with that kind of tone
Can't talk to me unless your money long
I'm hunting you niggas for sport
Put the back Porsche into sport
Fuck is some moral support
I need some oral support
You could take that to the court
I just need 4 things
Fo' rings, fo' bitches
And the key to the city
Big money like the hedge fund niggas
Nah, nah you can't do nothing with me
I been living amazing got something to prove
Watch where you stepping, Rick Owen the shoes
Lil baby she geeking, she high off the shrooms
Ain't no Harry Potter, but my bro got the broom
Got a boat load ship the P's on the cruise
Float or sink, thats the number one rule
Float or sink, on my P's and my Q's
On my P's and my Q's
Lil uzi on my waste line, I ain't even gotta waste time
She gonna fuck me in one night, I ain't gotta FaceTime
Catch me up in Cali getting faded, have a good time
Spinning like I'm GQ off of juice, thats a rewind
Up in Cali off of good drugs, good weed
Magnolia soulja nigga in the palm trees
Up in Cali I might
Get you what you need
I hit the town, all around in my soulja rees
Used to be pounds now I'm flipping them keys
I don't have it all but I got what I need
Sending that smoke and I roll it in leaves
Chopping you down, now you Robert E Lee
Fucking with me gonna cost you a fee (okay)
Sliding like its Jet Life, I will live my best life
Gone be fine, I'll get right
I'm gone get that get right
I got these niggas chest tight
You my sons like mid-wife
Wouldn't even stab you
With my best knife
Up in Cali off of good drugs, good weed
Magnolia soulja nigga in the palm trees
Up in Cali I might
Get you what you need
I hit the town, all around in my soulja rees
Up in Cali off of good drugs, good weed
Magnolia soulja nigga in the palm trees
Up in Cali I might
Get you what you need
I hit the town, all around in my soulja rees