[Verse]
Timberland boots on the toes, what it cost me?
I don't even got a receipt, I think I lost it
I don't even watch TV, I'm at the opera
See me out in Rome eating pasta
See me on the phone with your thot though
"Pasa mi primos" in Chicago
Coast to coast to LA to Key Largo
Bring the trophy home like Argo
Sorta like Obama writing Dreams of My Pops, yo
I'm about peace, but I wouldn't kick a piece to the cops though
If I had a piece, I do not though
Cops always looking to be staining white tees like sauce, bro
Slide through the streets hella greasy like a taco
[?] to your niece, see I'm on it like cheese to a nacho
Make a lot of art, girl
Like Basquiat though, Pablo Pica**o
Your mama like me cause I'm macho!
Do you like me?
Yeah I thought so, yeah I thought so, yeah I thought so, yeah I thought so
Yeah I thought so, yeah I thought so, yeah I thought so, yeah I thought so