I've been in the stool late, working on residuals If we never speak again, I'm too glad I got to tell the truth I ain't done counting You wanna come to paradise? Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto? She told me she was an angel She *** two rappers and three singers She got a few athletes on speed dial I'm trying to get the case dismissed before I see trial And these coating hammers ain't got nothing to do with my look, child No, this coating ain't got nothing to do with my look, child I used to sell dope at my grandma's house as a rude child All these cameras all *** with my mood, wild And each I ain't clanking back and forth, they too loud Ain't no damn way this wasn't promising I know damn well this must be coming Like favorite Papagellas at the condo Technically, I never packed up a need Left 80 racks in a dresser you can keep And I got this bad ting at disposal I cooked it up and then I went global My baby mama put some drains rolling Had to make sure I got it fully loaded Can't be the one and then you get exposed If you the one, then God will let me know But at the same time, I like the vibe of one I'm paranoid, I got a rival one And I had to explain to her last night Had to send this one freak on the last flight Had to send this one freak on the last flight Won't get a response from me, ain't no confession Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothing Anytime I got you, girl, you my possession Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Standing on black socks, meet me at the yacht dock Ice and I plop, watch pictures on my clock Maybe it's the drop, we getting our feelings I don't know how you would feel about me if I ain't have millions I'm conversing with you, I hope you hear me Keep a promise to take my love with you everywhere And hell, no, ain't about no braggin' rights But even if it was ***, I got it Pinstripes on her hard top, who got it? She told me she was an angel She *** two rappers and three singers I'ma keep it genuine and tell the truth to you Got this joint, she know what to do with me And right now, I don't know what to do with you I don't wanna sound like I'm being rude with you She caught a red, I leave in L.A. I should've gave her to the valet And I had to tell her about Miami After she came with no panty Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions Before I tell a lie, I won't tell you nothing Anytime I got you, girl, you my possession Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection Thanks for watching!