[Verse 1]
These n***as talk fashion
This lux of a life I be having
You n***as couldn't grasp it, you n***as to average
You talk that sh**, but couldn't walk it either
These n***as know me, for the motherf**ing gold in the teeth
But I keep it lowkey
In these motherf**ing streets
Where these b**hes slow grind for a motherf**ing G
Insanity roams in the motherf**ing beat
But I'm scrapping through my demons for a motherf**ing beast
Locking all the doors till you motherf**ers see
That this n***a Inglor is the motherf**ing key
God, let me slow down for The Lord
If sinning was a fashion, I'd die for a cause
Women never ride for the boa but I'm digging through my mind for a blood
Through my mind for a blood diamond
[Hook]
Versace souls, Balenciaga gold
Balmain jeans with a watch of a king
This lux of a life finna' rob me, dang
Finna' rob me dang, n***a
Finna' rob me dang, finna' me dang, n***a
Yeah n***a, finna' rob me dang
[Verse 2]
Load it till the motherf**ing click go
I'm a motherf**ing schizo
Last through the silence, I'll pa** through the violence
Of the motherf**ing stragg's and the simp's
Ride with the pimps, set aside all the chips
Cause money making venue will surprise hella sh**
n***as trip hard when the broads let 'em hit
Like p**y run everything, nah it ain't sh**, n***a
I pa** hella blunts, hit your b**h n***a
The mafia runs hella sh**, n***a
You probably never hit a lick, but you run with a clique
n***a you a simp, n***a
Your n***as never load up a clip, let explode on your hip
But you 'spose to repent, cause sinning to the Lord is below hella sh**
Send 'em to the gawd, so he know that is I, ah
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Load it for us, load it for us
Load it for us, tell these b**hes just to hold it for us
And they hold the doors cause the king finna' rise on that a**
And they hold the doors cause the queen finna' pa** on that a**
[Verse 3]
Yeah b**hes bow down n***a, n***a
Yeah b**hes bow down to the god like I
Swords to the core, feel the wrath like ahh
Cloth is Simons and the hat is Don
n***as know I am what you aren't and more
Push me to the stars with the hands of God
Switch it to Allah with Akbar, not the Frank the Ocean
My car never starts, so this can't be noticed
b**hes hold me down to the, nah
I said that enough for the night
Let me get into what these who*e's on tonight
So my n***as pull the card so they sure they gon' ride
Let my n***as know if you blow, let my n***as know if you go
Let me pull the clothes from these hoes, nah
Put it to the nose of these hoes
So they spot is filling, and they blow can show
[Hook]