CULT

[Chorus: ET]
I did sum I'm not proud of
I got traits I’m not Fond of I'm still me
This shit get real deep
Yes this is a cult
I gotta make sure feel me
Gotta ego that can't kill me yea
I could make the floor lava when I need to yea
I could make a bitch fetch when I need to yea
I could make my wrist wet when I need to yea
All them niggas fake all them niggas see through yea

[Verse 1: FELIX!]
How how many bottles, fill that shit up to the brim?
How how many models can we fit in Moses benz?
Uh ohh
Add it up, whos that man in the mirror
Stack it up and make it stand, probably hit a chandelier
Let’s be honest for real fr
Doubted me so
How can i be modest for real
Strategizing
Like i went to Harvard for real
I can never stop cause i want some Raris for real
Gotta be part of my deal
I'm the Talk of my town
Honestly it scarred me
I'm cautious right now
Walk with me and talk, but I'm unconscious right now
Ah shit, I'm poppin, can't stop yet right now
Got a lot options right now

[Chorus: ET]
I did sum I'm not proud of
I got traits I'm not Fond of I’m still me
This shit get real deep
Yes this is a cult
I gotta make sure feel me
Gotta ego that can’t kill me yea
I could make the floor lava when I need to, yea
I could make a bitch fetch when I need to, yea
I could make my wrist wet when I need to, yea
All them niggas fake all them niggas see through, yea

[Verse 2: Luke Bar$]
Came up from the block to the top
Money man
My nigga sell rerock
Stupid nigga caught, diddy bopper
Talking to the cops
Got a target on his top
Why you do that?
Blicky? Better that shoot that?
Heard it got kick back
Type to make him get back
Get back get back
Nigga Get back
On the block like kickstand
Feel like Lupe, can I kick it?
They been trying to box me I've been breaking limit
All these niggas talking tryna kill a niggas spirit
All these niggas talking they don’t got enough pay me
Get a crib in Haiti, cuz America they hate me
Ion vote for presidents unless that niggas deady
They the only niggas that can take care of my family
Aunty in the celly, call my phone like boy come get me
Feds been talking pictures, all my niggas photogenic
They been Water whipping, whipping whipping
Kylie Jenner

[Verse 2: invada]
Bitch I came out the womb, locked in
She burnin sage in her room, she say I be toxic
We just landed out in London
E gon get get us locked cause he like to move wit a chopstick
Draco on em turn a nigga noggin into pasta
Dior denim got me flossin
Me and my lil nigga way out in Gotham
And we movin like we batman and robin
When she wit her squad shoutout to Jim
Jones nigga dat be da byrdgang
I'm getting groovy on em like a nigga auditioned for soul train, Bitch I'm a stunna like birdman
Straight pain on a nigga that act like he fuckin wit we
We in the middle of the spot, she got hands right under my tee
You pausing I'm playing my life be a movie
If ya pockets be eternal, I take ’em like uzi
Niggas steady be forgettin who run it
Who gave deez niggas a roofie?
No I ain't smokin no loosie, clappin u right in ya kufi
I'm in da hills wit a big booty judy
She gettin stupid, and dis shit all
Started wit a looseleaf

[Verse 3: Jazz Cartier]
Yeah
I just did something I'm not proud of
These shoes on me money
My pants they be Prada
Bitch I black like Wesley, got my New Jack on
And my bitch a dyke, she roll with 2 strap ons
Open up the cut when I be in it
Dope dick run up for some head and then I finish
Too tapped
I can get your bitch with just a bird call
I can get your bitch to get this work off
(Man whose mans is this?)
Now I'm on a mission, gotta take this shit to NASA
Please don't say you love me, I might treat you like my last one
Up it on em
He try to pull a fast one
Now I made it flip flip flip
This ain't NASCAR
Man I've been a monster out the wound
That's on my momma coochie
And I be skating on these hoes like
Kristi Yamaguchi
Cuzzi n VB me you don't know naan, Nigga
We fucking up yo plans, Nigga
Don't dap you with no hand, Nigga