Poisonous Tongue
It's always the fakest ones wanna claim they're realest
And it's always the poisonous tongues tryna talk about business
Can I still drink on a whole one? I ain't gotta touch dinners
That's a ho, bro, she ain't the one, she ain't know what the crib is
Money got so strong and big it's got me doin' things
Honeycomb in the Rolls, so big it's like my newest thing
Can't fuck with the G.O.A.T., I been workin' hard, they're like, "There's two of him"
First rapper to tape 'round a pole, and they're lookin' at a nigga like shoot in Lynx
Tryna get rid of the work, dirt
I keep on sellin' the dirty
Cully inside lookin' like Mr. Burns, I know my lady deserve me
The more that you get is the less that it's around
And that's for some weird reason (for some weird reason)
The shooters are quick 'cause I step quick, no doubt
This is the red season (no doubt)
Disappear like a genie, yeah (genie, yeah)
And my eyes like a fiend, yeah (fiend, yeah)
I got my brother in States, I need Visa here (Visa here)
They're gonna pick you up and just leave you there (leave you there)
She said, "You ain't pickin' up, do you even care?" (Uh-huh)
It's always the fakest ones wanna claim they're realest
And it's always the poisonous tongues tryna talk about business
Can I still drink on a whole one? I ain't gotta touch dinners
That's a ho, bro, she ain't the one, she ain't know what the crib is
Money got so strong and big it's got me doin' things
Honeycomb in the Rolls, so big it's like my newest thing
Can't fuck with the G.O.A.T., I been workin' hard, they're like, "There's two of him"
First rapper to tape 'round a pole and they're lookin' at a nigga like shoot in Lynx
Watch your mouth and don't be spiteful, Rambo for arrival
I took her out the trenches, moved her opposite the Eiffel
150K on my pendant, now, it's a eye fall
Servin' Miley Cyrus listenin' to Jhené Aiko
She wanna put a rose on her clit while I bone
Stunt on her ex, she wanna go Rome
My life's millions, milligrams, hoes
Akh said, "Foot down, spinnin' it, know"
Got like every stick and every pole
Every watch and all golds
Show me love, it's tenfold
Beep, beep, beep, heavy threw a big Rolls
We change the game, they all know
It's always the fakest ones wanna claim they're realest
And it's always the poisonous tongues tryna talk about business
Can I still drink on a whole one? I ain't gotta touch dinners
That's a ho, bro, she ain't the one, she ain't know what the crib is
Money got so strong and big it's got me doin' things
Honeycomb in the Rolls, so big it's like my newest thing
Can't fuck with the G.O.A.T., I been workin' hard, they're like, "There's two of him"
First rapper to tape 'round a pole, and they're lookin' at a nigga like shoot in Lynx