16,000 square
8 million up there, 2 million down here
When I was born, Grandmama could see it
I be Bentley-driven and very strategic
R.M. sleeve, no diamonds are needed
Floors are heated so be it, so be it
F***in’ wit’ P? Get something immediate
Your soul don’t like your body? We help you free it
Then we wait for TMZ to leak it
It ain’t no secret so be it, so be it
Smoke
So be it, so be it
Smoke
So be it
C-L-I-P-S-E, epi
8 ball, LV
I can show you how to bust a brick if you let me
I monogram like confetti
Switches ready
She leaning on Celine, she ain’t stepping in Giuseppe
Catch a buck 50 like each Pirelli
I got 8 of ‘em call me Andretti
If I’m not in the telly selling the Yeti
Then I’m twirling your b**** like she in spaghetti
Heavy
Circle back and come and get this Kelly
And your ears too if you want ‘em blue like Belly
Lotta jetting, Prada bedding
911’s I’m the who’s who with what’s what
Papa heaven
F*** around and get your body traced tryna test me
‘Cause n***** that I’m wit’ like to draw when it’s sketchy
If they catch me, don’t forget me
Resurrect me
Buy a dog tag the same place that they baguette me
Ski
Smoke
So be it, so be it
Smoke
So be it, so be it
You ain’t solid
Ain’t valid you ain’t Malice
Been quiet
Ain’t riot you ain’t Paris
Blow money, you owe money we ain’t balanced
You ain’t believe God did, you ain’t Khaled
All black, back to back this ain’t traffic
Can’t wrap your head ‘round that you ain’t Arab
Y’all tweet, bird talk we all parrots
Lone star, cross the border we like Dallas
21 gun salute we been savage
Tag ‘em up, add ‘em up them n***** average
Fly ‘em in, fly ‘em out only the baddest
If I had her then you had her, she never mattered
Wish upon the stars on my roof they all scattered
Ain’t no more Neptunes, so P’s Saturn
Off the first ski up, they re-up it’s a pattern
Like middle men, they killing them you know what happened
Ski
Smoke
So be it, so be it
Smoke
So be it, so be it
You cried in front of me
You died in front of me
Calabasas took your b**** and your pride in front of me
Heard Utopia had moved right up the street
And her lip gloss was poppin’ she ain’t need you to eat
The net gon’ call it the way that they see it
But I got the video I can share and A.E. it
They wouldn’t believe it but I can’t unsee it
Lucky I ain’t TMZ it so be it, so be it
Smoke
So be it, so be it
Smoke
So be it, so be it
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