I'm thinking bout contracts for management
I don't even have my banner yet
I got an accountant for my future money so I already know how to handle it
I'm so ahead of my time , whole time , I ain't even came close to my prime
I'm far from it
I'm far from snitch , I can't drop a dime unless she on my line and the call drops cuz it does that sometimes
Buts that's no problem of mine
Cuz thats no toddler of mine
She ain't my girl
And no matter how much your eyes light up and your mind might swirl and your night toes curl
You ain't my girl
It's a cold ass world and I ain't have no heat so I just froze
And now I'm cold from my blood pumper to the tips of my toes to all this gold
Maybe that's the reason for this raw ass coat
"Boy it's not a coat , it's a hoodie"
My momma used to say that , or something like it
It don't matter anyway it ain't on no silly dil-lisplay because I mike it
'lo siento may' I meant to say I make it
And if it's weed I'm bakin, money I rake it, yo bitch I take it , she licked the dick naked , she dig how it tasted , she ate it , I skated and lost her like Vegas
I'm like Lebron James Naismith
Mixed with a lil Mitch and Mr. Money Go Chase It
I'm just feeling like the sky for real the basement