Storm!

[Chorus: B Murph]
My life is a movie, watch it on DVD
You can’t see me no you cannot see me
I am way too high, yeah, my vision is 3D
I made it through all the storms, I made it through the weather
Baby your man is a bum I swear to god I’m better
And I mix Balenci with chrome hearts
And then mix it back up with all the Givenchy
And baby my music’s an art, you could call me the next Leo da Vinci
I made it through all the storms, I made it through the weather
Baby your man is a bum I swear to god I’m better
(Swear to god I’m better)

[Verse: Bhertuy]
Ferragamo waist down got my Levi's jeans to do it
Dumb bitch she cuttin' the line, get the body guards to move it
If you trade an eye for an eye, better put your mind into it
Turn her ass 180 to the left, I know she gon' get into it
Get my bag to prove it
I been in the shadow way too long it’s time to move it
Passin through the road, I got my baguette up let’s blow it
Act-36 is my ticket into a movie, go go
That’s what all you bitches sound like
Septembers the month where I catch my flight
5’10 is my natural height
Don’t bluff I'ma catch you straight on sight
You can try luck you can roll your dice
Bitch I’m not actually nice, gon' get an article to vice
Boy listen to my advice

[Chorus: B Murph]
My life is a movie, watch it on DVD
You can’t see me no you cannot see me
I am way too high yeah, my vision is 3D
I made it through all the storms, I made it through the weather
Baby your man is a bum I swear to god I’m better
And I mix Balenci with chrome hearts
And then mix it back up with all the Givenchy
And baby my music’s an art, you could call me the next Leo da Vinci
I made it through all the storms, I made it through the weather
Baby your man is a bum I swear to god I’m better