Future Hendrix Dirty Sprite Legendary

Dress It Up And Make It Real For Me

Your bitch is an option, her bitch is an option

Serving packs of chickens in a Dodge Hemi

Ain't nobody triller, I knew it, ain't nobody triller, we knew it

Way I smoked the Blunts man I burned 'em up like Newport

See these diamonds ain't none of 'em fugazi

I didn't wanna fuck the bitch, the molly made me fuck her even though she average

Fuck up the llama, I'm hot like a sauna, yeah

My left wrist Aquafina and these girls im with from Argentina

When you wake up before you brush your teeth, you grab your strap

Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic

Yellow ice a bumble bee, pinky ring a quarter key

I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops

I get high 'til I'm higher than Mercury

Don’t get too thirsty, get used to the cheddar

Lights out, hotwire me a Eddie Bauer

This gold on my neck is a new Grammy

Ain't no pressure on my presidents, these Franklins are official

This bitch from Australian and I'm an alien

Bitch is a bozo, she clown in the photos

I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I’m on a banshee

I came with the chicken, I came exquisite

I'm gone off Ferrari and I'm huggin' that car

Put 25 bitches in Margiela

Money talk no pressure, everything disrespectful

My girl she wakin’ up and she ain’t shop at Lennox

I’m celebratin’ every day, goddamn it I could be starvin’

I'm walking on a stack of tens, so every step is immaculate

50,000 on yo watch, young nigga splurge

I'ma keep my AP on while I do it

I’m about to cop a tiger, and put it in the car seat

I fuck her she a immigrant, don't touch her she ain't got benefits

I just took a bitch to eat at Chipotle

I be with Russians so fuck you complaining?

I be gettin' a lot of fettuccine

I say everything triple time, Rollie, AP, Hublot triple time

Come and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchise

Panty droppers had no panties on

You small ball like golf balls

Got a black girl and a white one call em salt and pepper

I put spikes around my jacket and I'm strapped up with the ratchet

I do the Maserati- no basic, no basic

You going out the country, you posting up on IG

45 by my gut

Pocket full of bread like apostles

Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas

I’m always dressing fresher than a mannequin

Where you ass was at, when I was trapping at the stove?

Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy

Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam

You snappin' chats, you on that vine, ain't you?

My heart in the ghetto, it's permanent

Long as I’m swimmin’ in Benjamins, you shop with no limited

White girl with me like Elvis

Freebandz a company, so nigga it don't matter, aye