[Hook: Speak]x2
b**h Im riding in my Uber
Cruisin with my shoota
When Im out in germany I hang with Thomas Müller
When that kid's in madrid, you know that it's real
I heard Speakinho's in that building ho tell me how you feel
[Verse 1: Speak]
I feel like a million bucks
Never gave a million f**s
Go ahead and spill your guts
I keep my eyes wide shut
And I swerve like a perv on the verge of a nut
I feel like Jabba the Hutt
I keep my b**h tied up
I keep my ho chained down
I need that grilled cheese now
Ain't no guest list fool
That'd be a sold out crowd
You see i sold that loud
But never sold my soul
I know you sell that a** ma go work that pole
Slow motion down the block
With a knot in my stomach
I see the cops and Im duckin
Foot on the gas Im like f** it
See a boy out in public
With all the girls cause they love it
f**ing the minnesota twins
Like a young Kirby Puckett
Here go that pop and that shove it
Razor blade when I cut it
They said my rep is still growing
But Im like f** all that buzzin
Im going black out drunk until
Im Scrooge McDuck rich
Swimming in that money
[?] so wish me luck b**h
Or wish me d**h you got like
One wish left, I'll make that wish come true
I'll make that dream come true
Im that fly Muay Thai j**, I'll snap your arm in two
I'll snap your neck in three
And then I sip Grand Cru
Now how he get so raw
He be so quick on the draw
They tried to trace my style
But I be like naah
Copycats get k**ed even with nine lives
I swear my dick might be Mormon
Cause I got nine wives
Nine times out of ten
Im keeping it Zen
But that other one percent
Is a bullet to the head
Nine times out of ten
Im keeping it Zen
But that other one percent
Is a bullet to the head
[Outro]
b**h Im riding in my Uber
Cruisin with my shoota
When Im out in germany I hang with thomas [?]
When that kids in madrid, you know that its real
I heard Speak in the building tell me how you feel