[Verse 1]
My work from German engineers (Why?)
Been in corners, feels perfect when I stare
Diamond rings and frozen circles in my ear (Bling-bling)
Your big set of eyes hurting from the glare (Hey, baby!)
Her open ceremony from the gear (Shit)
We used cop Jordans by the pair
Now Christian Diors make bitches stare
You're broke, need to look to the Lord and say your prayers (Amen)
My bitches foreign like exchange students
Columbia can chop a break if it came to it
Could pick the right key and it ain't music
Make some baky in the cookie and she ain't lose it
We smoking [?]
You [?] in Arizona in the [?]
I'm blazing out in Portland like Melo
Picking fresh [?] off a elbow
Purple hitting like I'm Donatello
Killing while they taking pictures
Turn into a gamble worse that bag, paper, scissors
So I had to blast the [?]
[?]
I'm flamboyant, only understand the Benz [?]