I used to treat my mattress like the ATM Bond on my nine, that my favorite scent Can't forget the cushion, I'm talkin' OG Rest in peace to Pop, he was an OG Oh yeah, 285, I had that pack on me I cannot forget I had that strap on me Rest in peace to my nigga Dawg All we ever wanna do is ball That was the easy part, we playin' that Weezy hard We sit in the kitchen late, we tryna make an escape Tryna make me a meal, so I'ma keep me a plate I told shorty can leave, so I'ma keep me a rake So I'ma keep me a rake, my jewelry look like a lake Today I'm in the Maybach, and that car came with some drapes You know I look like a safe, I put you back in your place I look you right in your face, sing to your bitch like I'm Drake Good drink, big nights, good drugs I put a four on the rocks, drop tops, no hotbox Twelve tryna put me over, pink slips to the cop She said that my nigga with this face Put the dick in a real case Whips out, coupe the kente Diamonds clear like Bombay Take your babies, no Harambe Play with keys like Dodger Three can't like hundred Hear a girl call her confet Your trunk in the front, well check this out, my top in the trunk You play with my money, then check this out, your pop in the trunk Three mil in a month, but I just did three years on a bonk On you in a slump, I'm headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant What is your point? Square with the stump for Kevin Durant Lay on my trout, play with my camp and I knock off of your hat I'm takin' the cheese and killin' the rats Gucci bag, call me the cat with the rat I'm swervin', but I'm in back of the bag I'm Persian, man, I got her from Iraq I'm servin', I pay the bird for that He nervous, I ain't got no word for that He heard him on all of his purses bag He mixin' his cereal with Percocet She perfect and she got perky breasts I just want some of that turkey neck Trap all the young from Bouldergrass You snitch all the year cause you told her best Good drink, big nights, good drugs I put a four on the rocks, drop tops, no hot box Twelve tryna put me over, pink slips to the cops She said that my leg give her this face Put the dick in a real case Webs out, coup de kente Diamonds clear like Bombay Take your babies, no Harambe Play with keys like Dodger 3k like 100, hear a girl call her gon' fade Hell, we've killed Now your son's a necklace done Sharpo Jr. I mean, I could go on for days