Supa, aha Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie You roll, you suck pole, I fuck around and roll I'ma gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door Slam the door on the Aventador Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like a cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the .44 Hopscotching the thot, thot I'ma fuck her at my mother spot Steady chasing the check, turned the bank into a nest Cuban link 'round my neck taking a bird bath Cartier bracelet got pointers and the Audemar to match And if they talking 'bout my game, they speaking all cash New bitch everyday, I can see they envy and mad I done fucked around and got in my bag (my bag) I done stayed down and got me a bag No calculators, still doing maths Gotta add up and tear me a tag Rockstar, showing up with them bands I just jumped off a jet to a sprinter (yeah, yeah) I got Brazillians making me dinner Took a loss and it made me a winner Wearing Monclear, it ain't even winter And the wind got the clouds in the ceiling Add the money up, subtract the feeling They say slatt when we walk in the building I can't save her if she going with the fishes Copped a new gun to switch up my mission Slime shit, I ran up the digits Count it with no intermission Her best friend done gave me the dishin' I mixed up the sherbet and cookie (yeah) Off the top, roll with a groupie Have a menage when I land, ah Today I did Dior and Gucci My Off-White was lookin' like danger Three white bitches, I'm a Klansman Kendra, Khloe and Keira Came out the gutter, I made it, yeah Wallstreet money, like Madoff Yeah, ahah, all that hating ain't phased us Left to bank like phase on Still ain't taking no days off Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie You roll, you suck pole, I fuck around and roll I'ma gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door Slam the door on the Aventador Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like a cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the .44 Hopscotching the thot, thot I'ma fuck her at my mother spot Icy, can I feel it in her tits (two) Money, money, callin', when I answer phone like, what it do I keep her wet Caught a pound or two Big Ballencies Yeah, that's what the money do Yeah, she swear to God that she love me I was just pouring out the bubbly I was filling up drinks with this muddy Draco with me, it ain't about my money 'Bout to drink M&M's We got and get them and M's My house a exhibit, it's dim I was rocking some Off-White Timbs Let's go! Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie You roll, you suck pole, I fuck around and roll I'ma gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door Slam the door on the Aventador Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like a cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the .44 Hopscotching the thot, thot I'ma fuck her at my mother spot Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I'ma gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door Slam the door on the Aventador Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the .44 Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah