[Intro]
Wrote this in LA traffic
Write this 30,000 feet up
Wrote this at 2 in the...
[Verse 1]
With them Kylie Jenner lips
And them Kendall Jenner legs
And that Khloe K a**
Money long like Mrs. West
Looked like Kanye helped you dress
Lebron James with them checks
Got a shooter named Steph
Rasheed Wallace with them techs
Spent 3 days in LA
City of angels, Garden state
Babygirl I'm gettin paid
Shrimp, lobster, pasta, steak
Haters gonna say I change
Ain't no scraps left on my plate
Why these b**hes in my way
Get these b**hes from my face
Ugh
Rollin', rollin', rollin' roun my city
Wit a white girl, whose ma is fiddy and still pretty
f** a debit card, she got bands she like it dirty
She sayin I'm a bad boy, she wanna call me diddy press play
Press play, press play, icing on the cake
Shawty like them deserts, she tryna gain some weight
I'm tryna get some head first, that p**y gonna wait
Watch her fall in love, soon as I penetrate
Rollin, rollin, rollin roun my city
Wit a black queen, whose ma is 60 and still s**y
She like the way I kick it, shawty call me Leo messi
The way I work my hips, shawty swear I'm Elvis Presley
Baby girl, you know I'm steady chasing, living, wilding, smiling Always on my grind
And I'm just tryna make the time
Wen there's no time for me to shine
Mastermind so, so, so sublime
Love is all got, more than fine
This that durag and red wine
Olde English in a tux what the f**s up
Clean cut not many I trust
Smoked out on a boat in the ocean
With dimes or better I'm stroking
I'm just chillin in the cut with my n***as and a baaad b**h
This, this, this, life will turn you into a f**in savage goddamn