[Verse 1: Pyrex French] Soylent green tint, sure enough, now they leavin' No candy paint, relish paint all season Ocean wavy hair make them nerdy girls stare Profilin' in my lane, rap game Ric Flair Cartel of the rockets, young artists in my set Ballin' like some big bundle DUMBOs, Brooklyn Nets Speed of Greg Lougainis, hella patterns where my game is Takin' off, no switchin' lanes, b**h I make that lame switch CEO of "I've never seen those panties before" I'm the Fidel Castro of your punk CO Pa** it to my nose with the cranberry glow Royalty's the pedigree, alternatives for fuego [Hook] [Verse 2: Will Money] f** your lies and stupidity, I rise through the industry No matter who I collab with the vibe is just synergy Focused like I just took 40 pills of Vyvanse Harry Potter in the boiler room, wizard of finance You thinkin' you special then you don't listen very well Hit you with two pistols, .38s parallel Holy Moses, the coldest bro since Notorious f** a rap critic, I wrote these flows for historians Lots of y'all want me to outline what the story is Read between the lines and you'll find my thoughts are so glorious Write for myself first, it makes the job less laborious Drive by and shoot you on blades, Oscar Pistorius We some beautiful winners, eatin' sushi For dinner, speak and you get diminished Spendin' beautiful winters out in Aspen in a cabin Fat City, b**h, learn from the master of fast attraction [Hook]