the script Video (MV)

You cannot find no one better than
Whole fit black with the Vetements
Keep my circle small like the president
Tryna cop the recipe
Can't keep you around, you so dead to me
Riding 'round town with my twinnem, yeah that's kin to me
Drop a bag, make it flip
Hunnid mag, ain't no clip
Swear these hoes want tip
No surprise, wrote the script
Run it back then I dip
Got my flask, I'ma sip
Copy the swag, they gon' slip
Never fold, shut my lips
Fully automatic
I'ma cash addict
Spending, it's a bad habit
Know they mad at it
Cause a scene, I tell her, "Slow down"
Cutting through traffic
AMG, I never slow down
Never broke, that's sin to me
Pockets sing a symphony
Got money, why they mess with me
I see it all vividly
At the top, look at me, I'm the epitome
Aye
Hibachi, hibachi, I'm chopping it up
Ride Kawasaki, she topping me up
Way that I'm talking, can't make this shit up
Can't walk 'round without saying wassup
Body on body like one ain't enough, oh
You cannot find no one better than
Whole fit black with the Vetements
Keep my circle small like the president
Tryna cop the recipe
Can't keep you around, you so dead to me
Riding 'round town with my twinnem, yeah that's kin to me
Drop a bag, make it flip
Hunnid mag, ain't no clip
Swear these hoes want tip
No surprise, wrote the script
Run it back then I dip
Got my flask, I'ma sip
Copy the swag, they gon' slip
Never fold, shut my lips