Mvp
I rock Balmains
I'm MVP of the game, LeBron James
I went and iced off vampire girls on my teeth, now I got fangs
My shooter tame, he got good aim, he be up late night in the rain
They say I changed, but I ain't changed, I went got money with my gang
I went to ice up on my wrist like Johnny Dang
It's not my bitch if you don't see her in my tank
I want the money, tell the label take the fame
This wockhardt fuckin up my tummy, [?] I'm in pain
I'm with my brothers with my motherfuckin' gang
If you turn into a problem, we gon' shoot some, we gon' bang
She don't really want no drama, she just wanna be my man
I'm on the highway, too fast, wе not switching lanes
Give a fuck about you, I'm just trying to get paid
Givе a fuck about you bitch, she tryna get slayed
Texting me, talking about let me come over when it gets late
I can't sit still, I'm bad like your bestfriend, over you gotta wait
Because I've been busy counting all this pape
I know we ain’t get to link today, but it was fake
Finna go shopping up in Rick today, when it gets late
And I ain't worried about no pic today, i'm with my bitch
So, I'm not taking my phone
Now my ex hitting me, alright now girl, please leave me alone
Let your bitch come over to my place, she leave in cologne
And she's playing right in your face, cause she getting blown
I'm MVP of the game, LeBron James
I went and iced off vampire girls on my teeth, now I got fangs
My shooter tame, he got good aim, he be up late night in the rain
They say I changed, but I ain't changed, I went got money with my gang
I went to ice up on my wrist like Johnny Dang
It's not my bitch if you don't see her in my tank
I want the money, tell the label take the fame
This wockhardt fuckin up my tummy, [?] I'm in pain
I'm with my brothers with my motherfuckin' gang
If you turn into a problem, we gon' shoot some, we gon' bang
She don't really want no drama, she just wanna be my man
I'm on the highway, too fast, wе not switching lanes
Give a fuck about you, I'm just trying to get paid
Givе a fuck about you bitch, she tryna get slayed
Texting me, talking about let me come over when it gets late
I can't sit still, I'm bad like your bestfriend, over you gotta wait
Because I've been busy counting all this pape
I know we ain’t get to link today, but it was fake
Finna go shopping up in Rick today, when it gets late
And I ain't worried about no pic today, i'm with my bitch
So, I'm not taking my phone
Now my ex hitting me, alright now girl, please leave me alone
Let your bitch come over to my place, she leave in cologne
And she's playing right in your face, cause she getting blown