Audacity King

You got Tiffany’s
And you got some Prada with Fendi
I’m still slaggin’ bitches
Bitcha cannot choose the way, ah
I ain’t superman, cannot buy you shoes from leather
I’m still countin ‘em
Poundies, poundies
My collection

Get away from my eyes
Just another infection
Couldn’t give you respect, woah
Where’s your poundies refreshers?
Get away from gang
That’s the all I can say
Callin Playboi for no reason
Audacity King on the way

I don’t give a fuck
Whatcha bitcha thinks about me
Playin like Mo Bamba
Sheck Wes
Another bank roll
Pullin outta Phantom
Juice all over my bands, woah
And all over my bedsheets
Ain’t you stopped playing bad games?

This baby ain’t my shawty
I have no paparazzis
Escaped from the violence
Now bitch is my property
VVS is on my neck
Look this shit worth hunnids
Heading to the tops, woah
In just year will make your minds blowin’
I’m Matt, not OX
I’m bad, Rick Ross
No cap, don’t worry
U saw, I saw u
You’re rat, I’ma cat
You’re SWAG, I’ma SWAT
Don’t be mad, bitch I swear
Not a game
There’s no way
I’m on bands

You got Tiffany’s
And you got some Prada with Fendi
I’m still slaggin’ bitches
Bitcha cannot choose the way, ah
I ain’t superman, cannot buy you shoes from leather
I’m still countin ‘em
Poundies, poundies
My collection

You got Tiffany’s
And you got some Prada with Fendi
I’m still slaggin’ bitches
Bitcha cannot choose the way, ah
I ain’t superman, cannot buy you shoes from leather
I’m still countin ‘em
Poundies, poundies
My collection