I rock Japan fur
This bitch wants a Chanel purse
And my bro wants the whole rack
I got a tight circle, high-class
Stuffing za' inside my pockets, we get high like rockets
Had to play my bro my album, my neighbors like, "What's that ruckus
Why the f*ck you always say something, you Uncle Ruckus
We done hit our f*cking target, call that shit a bucket
Want a brand new McLaren, in the dealership like, f*ck it
Said imma' shoot at whatever, like who's gonna' come out the scene the luckiest
They betting on my blowup, just wait until your f*cking parlay hits
I'm walking in Saks 5th
Damn I'm urging to buy some shit
I'm having an episode, better said, this a mania
I'm bipolar, next thing you know this bitch thinks I'm hating her
She still gon' run back to me
You know that I'm hitting it
I'm a money getter, big dreams, she knows it's hard to find that
I'm a fly motherf*cker with wings, that's why I'm always high
Your dropping tears up on my Celine, stop all that f*cking crying
I hate rocking shit that everybody wears
Never see my swag on FYP, this shit is very niche
Said, f*ck my old city
Don't care if it's on the beach
This a red eye demon, it got matching keys and matching seats
I rock Japan fur
This bitch wants a Chanel purse
And my bro wants the whole rack
I got a tight circle, high-class
Stuffing za' inside my pockets, we get high like rockets
Had to play my bro my album, my neighbors like, "What's that ruckus
Why the f*ck you always say something, you Uncle Ruckus
We done hit our f*cking target, call that shit a bucket
Want a brand new McLaren, in the dealership like, f*ck it
Said imma' shoot at whatever, like who's gonna' come out the scene the luckiest