How
can I make you happy?
Five,
five hundred horses in my engine Six,
six bitches all ridin' with me
Seven,
seven times that I flew out the hitter Strict,
strictly for my riders,
for my hitters
I got forty-three hundred bitches All
of them talk * and they expensive
Bitches just violate bank when I'm shiftin' I put the G.I.K.
on a mission
Nigga IQ test scored a million Yell at
my bitch when she don't see the vision
Gotta give her a line in two periods I can turn in a ten minutes
Y'all niggas podcast all talk I'm bout to monetize where y'all walk
Pups can't come round me off the block
Cause I'm finna show my fangs off
I ain't tryna hear that * * at all My head's gifted,
Vincent Van Gogh
I hit a twice stop and then I'm gone Like I'm tryna turn a laptop on
Y'all had to lap up whenever y'all rode Your
bitch called the last car that you drove
Your last case the last time that you told
So I don't wanna hear you put it on broke
How you gon' lie on your man's front door?
How you gon' hate from outside the club?
I put your bitch outside where you
was I can see why y'all too finna love
I turned out to be what I was planning
You turned out better as a mechanic
I done turned three hoes down in one sentence Still hit all three,
who the plot thickens?
Ain't no nigga livin' how I'm livin' Unbarred,
uncensored,
unrestricted
I passed the bar exam in five minutes And they did it with sticks
Pill poppin' legend, let's go
Five,
five hundred horses in my engine Six,
six bitches all ridin' with me
I can't make you happy
God, you make me happy