Fucc The Algorithm

[Intro]
Yeah
Lets get right to it
Walk em' down

[Verse]
We sip champagne inside Dior
That's why my bitches love me
I don't back and forth with niggas
Who can't up no money
I can tell the way you living
Cause' yo kids are bummy (yeah)
All I gotta do is rap
My niggas hit shit for me
Who am I?
Nudy Fly with a cutie pie
I heard niggas snatching chains out here
Just know if he do he die
My bitch wanna fuck in the back of the Maybach
But she super shy
My bitch fell in love first time we linked up
You can't fake the vibe
Only time will tell
Niggas know you fake
Why would I think your diamonds real?
My niggas blow the bank
Still wake up with their pockets filled
I signed my deal and that same night
I still had blocks for sale
Skizzy work the scale
Fucc the algorithm
I take you to the trap right now
And show the pounds we getting
I take you to my hood right now
And show you I'm official
Try that tough shit if you want
And get put in a spittle
Niggas not gon' diss you
I'm the Lemon Man
Sour not that typa' nigga
You could say you better than
Hated on by many men
Still split it 50 with the gang
That's just who I am
Cullinan filled up with some bad bitches doing boomerangs
Tell me who the man (who the man?)
LV on the buckle
Belt to ass Skizzy Pootie Tang
I'm in love with life
When I step out I gotta do my dance
Diamonds on my fingers
See it sparkle when I move my hands
You ain't never bought a gun
When niggas needed weapons
You ain't never gram for gram
With your best friend
One time I ran off on the plug
I was desperate
Skizzy double tap that tare button
With my left hand