You Can’t Stop the Reign

[Intro]
(Ayy, spin it back, Tay)
Uh, uh-uh (Jack James)
Ayy, you gotta see
Smokin' on fruits 'cause her ass like a peach
Okay
Yeah

[Verse]
My bitch, she tropical, you gotta see
Smokin' on fruits 'cause her ass like a peach
We take a trip for a month, not a week
I'm in L.A. with a vibe on the beach
I brought a couple, not one, this a fleet
Lambos and 'Raris and truck with the B
Came from the streets, made it out poverty
What you make in a year I can make in my sleep
Had to pick up, money callin' my phone
This shit so good they can't leave it alone
Came out the mud, I stayed down for so long
I knew I was different, I hustled and show 'em
My bitch so bad, how you not proud of me?
I bought her Prada and L with thе V
You call it trickin', I call this shit cheap
I got the power, I feel likе Tyreek
I got the power, pull up in the Ghost
Came with the gang, we pour up, make a toast
When I first met her, took her to the Lowe's
I showed her them racks, now she touchin' her toes
I push start my car, I ain't need no key
I drive the whip like a demon in me
I bend the curve with a Glock in my hand
I'm paranoid, almost shot me a fan
Walk through the dirt with Dior on my feet and I buy what I want when I want 'cause I can
Move like a trapper, I don't mingle with rappers, I stay to myself 'cause these niggas ain't gang
Bitch, I'm insane, fuck whatever you claim
Gangster in heart, I don't care 'bout the fame
Niggas sneak dissin', but they ain't got a stain
They stepped on your man, that's a motherfuckin' shame
Rappin' and trappin', 448 in the plastic, got stain on the block in the rain
Nigga, you cappin', all of this bad shit, the baddest
How the hell you gon' complain?
I ran it up with the plug and a scale
Heard he got knocked, I just pray he don't tell
That pussy mine, she say she don't share
I made her real tight off her hair and nails
Eatin' hibachi, when we leave, she give me sloppy
She said, "Bae, hold my hair," that's a hell of a noggin
Told my lil' bitch she gettin' popular, 'cause them hoes can't compare
Open your eyes, I be everywhere
My diamonds clinkin', no clout in there
Designer on me, I'ma put it in layers
Dior or Chanel, I got every pair
Went to the jeweler, upgraded my stones
If I like it, I want it, I'm takin' it home
Callin' my phone, what the fuck do you want?
If it ain't 'bout no money, just leave me alone