AMG to that Benz
Look, homie I can put you on to some new sh**
Yeah, I really really got the plug
Ain't no outlet
How you in that exclusive sh** that ain't out yet
If you tryna boss your life up
I'm your connect
I'm that b**h
Filthy rich
Call me Donatella
I'm the sh** tryna tell you it don't get no better
Have you smelling like that Clive Christian
When I'm done, even your walk throughs gone smell expensive
Money so long it's offensive
Make this p***y yo incentive
Let me upgrade you baby, I can make you my apprentice
I put you on to 5 different strands of some income
Rapping, trapping, fashion
Real estate [forgot one]
That's a significant so, f**k it though, I'm greedy
Change a n***a life quick
Don't be dumb, you need me
You blowing, her mans, Prada, filas, and Fiji
Tom ford and Atesla n***a
This is easy
I'm feeling generous
I'm turning up these b**hes too
Whenever you see me hoe
Salute me, I'm your general
Not judging cause I'm liberal
This money talk is literal
Swear I k** these b**hes
Then bring flowers to their burial
Now I might rock a little Christian or a Chloe bag
But everyone who's anyone know I got a Chanel swag
What they got? I been had
Make these b**hes big mad
Make sure that your n***a get your fries with your Big Mac
I'm just in the hotel Belair
Ken beside me
In a givenchy black
Tiwi brunch at the Ivie
Rocky little time piece
Pull up in the Audi
200 on the dash
b**h I'm fast
b**h you saw me?