Hey [?]
Montana
They forgot who's battlin'?
Twenty bands
[?]
[Bridge]
I pray we live
For a thousand years
And if I hurt you
Baby drink Cîroc for your tears
[Chorus]
'Cause you control my vices
I just want to f** you on your nice [?]
Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis
You control my vices
We was up grindin' on the night shift
I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis
Priceless, I just want to f** you in your white dress
I'll bet she like it
Talk to me nicely, oww
Talk to me nicely, oww
[Verse]
I got you
Closet lookin' like Milan Fashion Week, I got you
Money jumpin' like Lebron, Dominique, I got you
Better do or die
A hundred with the guy
Pull up with [?]
Wrath with the styles
Talkin' me so reckless
Diamonds on my necklace
Chest playin' checkers
The Avion breakfast
Dimes clean dirty [?]
See the future like I'm Rocco
And I fall feel like [?]
f**in' all these foreign chicks
Put some hoes in foreign
You thought she was yours
She smell like Michael Cors
Shoes f**in' up my floors
Who that n***a? I'm the definition
Wearin' penny loafers, we ain't penny pinchin'
Got the baddest b**hes baggin' in the kitchen
Got that Bobby Brown, we that new edition
These rappers ain't Nas
Just look at their commas
I [?] on the diamonds
I smoke with the farmers
Buy my shoes small, goin' toe to toe
I burn my bridges I'ma call the boat
Willie [?] with the audible
Ballin' like I'm Earl Manigault
They countin' to the south
The bag is a mountain
I f**ed my accountant
That p**y's a fountain
I pledge of allegiance
You better believe it
I boarded a flight
Trump f**ed up a Visa
b**h I'm no regular, b**h I'm no second
Know the one, I'm the one that's ahead of ya
If you talk mills, b**h I'm affiliate
Ciroc boy [?] a million
[Chorus]
'Cause you control my vices
I just want to f** you on your nice [?]
Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis
You control my vices
We was up grindin' on the night shift
I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis
Priceless, I just want to f** you in your white dress
I'll bet she like it
Talk to me nicely, oww
Talk to me nicely, oww
'Cause you control my vices
I just want to f** you on your nice [?]
Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis
You control my vices
We was up grindin' on the night shift
I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis
Priceless, I just want to f** you in your white dress
I'll bet she like it
Talk to me nicely, oww
Talk to me nicely, oww