Rari, whippin'
Cardi, sippin'
Dish the, rock
Scottie, Pippin
Shoot my, shot
Michael, Jordan
Your bitch, floppin'
My bitch, scorin'
Rari, whippin'
Cardi, sippin'
Dish the, rock
Scottie, Pippin
Shoot my, shot
Michael, Jordan
Your bitch, floppin'
My bitch, scorin'
What is you talkin' bout if I'm not the conversation?
Blowing this money, I flood the section like a basement
Yeah that's your shorty but I can tell you what her face meant
She gone console you and have you thinking that I ain't shit
I'm at the top of the totem pole you gotta face it
You can't compare me to you the work is not adjacent
My life a movie I'm talking Freddy versus Jason
Get down or shut up with all that gangster shit you claiming
Yeah now the eyes on me.
I got two phones cause if money talk I'll be damned if I don't eat
I got two tones and they shining bright with a hundred K on me
I got two girls and they both fine like melanin in my feast
Yeah now the labels on me.
I need all of that from the front and back,
Don't you cut into to my cheese.
I need all the facts when it come that,
I don't play around but that's me.
Shit I'm over that, got a boat to catch off the coast of NYC
Cool at that frontin', I'm trynna get it on the back end
Back of the shorty that you been claiming that you mackin'
Jealousy only telling me that you not relaxing
Killing these instrumentals, your neighborhood assassin
Settle for nothing less than the paper that you askin'
People gone try to get right with you for the attraction
Keep it together like me and shorty dick and ass been
Got it together my wrist look like it came from Aspen
Rari, Rari
Rari, whippin'
Cardi, sippin'
Dish the, rock
Scottie, Pippin
Shoot my, shot
Michael, Jordan
Your bitch, floppin'
My bitch, scorin'
Rari, whippin'
Cardi, sippin'
Dish the, rock
Scottie, Pippin
Shoot my, shot
Michael, Jordan
Your bitch, floppin'
My bitch, scorin'