Bezos

[Hook]
I'll be in that Lamborghini blacked out
With niggas looking sideways
Middle finger left out
Skrtin on the highway
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe
I'll be rocking Tom Ford, iced out
Looking like I'm Bezos
Till the day its lights out
I'll be counting pesos
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe

[Verse]
See my grind, you can tell by the spark though
I'm steading making bands, like I'm tryna trap, Narcos
Arco, for the backwood, you know I'm smoking gas
I'm a real ass nigga with that pretty boy swag
I tried to level with yall
But then I just leveled up
And now that there's money involved
You wanna show me love?
But I ain't with fare weathers
Admit it you fucked up
So ill be skrt skrtin
Saying is tough luck
I ain't got time for no dishonesty
Watching niggas change overnight shit is comedy
Honestly
There's way too many wannabes
To my anomaly
But prophecies say I will probably
Be in that

[Hook]
Lamborghini blacked out
With niggas looking sideways
Middle finger left out
Skrtin on the highway
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe
I'll be rocking Tom Ford, iced out
Looking like I'm Bezos
Till the day its lights out
Ill be counting pesos
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe

[Verse 2]
I'm in the fast lane, vibing with my pedal to the metal
See some niggas talking shit they gonna end up like Othello
Gone, but not by the likes of me though (aha)
I could never pull a trigger
But on CoD yes I peek hoes
And get peak hoes
They peak with me then put on pea coats
Outside yeah they go
Cause they can never stay the night
I can't let em freeload
Plus I got enemies, niggas that are so mad
That they can never get to me
Like I got a forcefield for fuck shit
I can not be fuck with
Steady walking celibate
In my element, I'm so elegant
Bad guy with a heart as dark as my melanin
Rap shit I'm a rookie
But this real-world imma veteran
So pay yo dues and respect me
While I whip a Evo
Built my way up
Like I worked at Home Depot
Lowes
Cause now I'm staying lowkey
But soon enough yall are gonna see me
Whip, whip, whip, whipping in that

[Hook]
Lamborghini blacked out
With niggas looking sideways
Middle finger left out
Skrtin on the highway
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe
I'll be rocking Tom Ford, iced out
Looking like I'm Bezos
Till the day its lights out
Ill be counting pesos
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe