Grande Marshall
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[Verse One]

Introduce
I think she look nice in a truck, but she like coupes
Like a chick with a big bag and carry two
I rock white-tees with sweat pants, and Butta boots
Greeting bitches with open zippers like "How you do?"
"What drives you?" she replied Better yet, "who?"
How I roll I be max'n all kinda flows
Got to though, got a stack it I ain't tryna fold
Look like the princess of Monaco, suite in The Mondrian
Dinner at the Delano her favorite beach Coco
Saltwater where she play at, smell it in the breeze
Said she never seen an "O," so i showed her "P's"
Smoke'n dutches in the bathroom while the shower running
Lookin at my lap like you wanna try you something
Take a shot I figure, I can grab the Alacran if you feel indifferent
Something to change your thinking
Caught in a reeling
Wake up holding on the covers tryna relive the feeling
Put a rack on damages and blow smoke to ceiling
Such and experience the plot thickens
I'm not slipping
Got to watch when them phones come out
I ain't an ordinary n***a
I ain't trusted bitches since the screenshot was invented

Went postal with this pad & penning
Bicoastal I'm baggin women
Give it to me like they owe me something
If you a freak you got to show me something
Never known me fronting
Counting blessings before cheddar while I roll me something

[Verse 2]

White-SL/soft-top,converti-Bizzel
Mesh-cotton-polo rose pin on my lapel
Heritage crest/chino pant/arrogant? yes
Got to respect my tech

All my shit got bounce to it, hit replay
And blow a whole ounce to it
I might got to get the slow-flow patented
Just hit brodie up for the packages
Said I was gon' blow a whole kilo last year
N***a got so high I lost track of shit
Mugga Man I'm back like i was off my shit/never lost my step
At this point I'm just having fun with it
It's Pull UP

These cats be bugged cause I be loving my life, I'm highed up you figgadeal me

[Outro:]

"these n***as try to hard, gotta let the flies come to you
Never seen a frog chase a meal, and my shit
Definitely jumping"