[FROM SNIPPET]

One of my bi-
One of my bitches turnt on Vouge
Turn around, I forgot my pole
I ain't ever sell my soul
I'll make your bitch wipe your nose
Gettin' bread, I'm turnt off shows
Succubus, she took my soul
Lay dick down in her throat
It's YSL on my coat
Most of my n***as don't rap, they makin' they bread off [?]
I took your ass right off the map
She fresh [?]
[?] dependin' on how shit go
I got my ice on, like I got my mufuckin' high beams on, yeah yeah
You just gotta let me get in my zone
Yeah baby, I'm turnt now they all know my song
Maison de France, my cologne
Take off yo' pants, get in yo' thong
My bitch so bad, bad to the bone, yeah
On Thanksgiving, Doody ain't havе minutes on his phone
Just hold on bro, you gon' be homе
Only time will tell
Gotta prevail
I went through Hell, then made it here
Neck chandelier
Cold like we in Vail
Let's do a cheer
Fuck all of these queers, hatin' on me
They wanna be me but they all fail
I just took the L, you think that I care
Ima get them boys put up up up in the air
Ima dog off the leash
Hold on, she not my speed
Roll that bitch up, in a loose leaf
These n***a can't keep up, not with me
Checks [?], lean over ice
Book me for a show, missed my flight
Wipe your eyes, it's gon' be alright
It's gon' be alright
It's gon' be ok