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Seein' things isn't a good excuse
When you are just sitting there
I know you ain't gon' stare
Bein' things you never
The up the air
I know you ain't just gon'

Saint Laurent my
how I'm living
Brand new chain
Gang, gang, gang,
Day day 4-0
I might your ho
When I walk the door
There he go, he go

911, I 'em
My just got to customs
Foreign, foreign, foreign,
We on soarin'
New or DeLorean
around and go forward
She be on all
You I be all for it

Just got signin' a deal, uh
got through poppin' the seal, ayy
She on the for a thrill, uh
She know that's somethin' I can give
Dolla want no mo' kids, uh
Dolla just want some more Ms,
don't want no mo' friends
Dolla just want more Ms, yeah

Skrrt, in a Benz, uh
Skeet, on her friends, uh
I got nines, I got tens, uh
I just hit some new
Just on a lick
Still got act' in the
Ran it up on the
See you and shit

Seeing things isn't a good excuse
When you are sitting right there
I know you ain't gon' stare
things you never imagined
The up the air
I know you ain't just gon'

Saint Laurent my
how I'm livin'
Brand new diamond
Gang, gang, gang,
Day day 4-0
I might take ho
When I walk through the
There he go, he go

They got emotions through
Your is suckin', you creamin'
Dolla hittin' it, gettin' it
Get ya outta here, he it
all business, baby
I got but limits lately
I just dabbled in some real
24K on my dinner
Yeah, that's all gold
Money over
Be your best friend, be your zaddy,
Yeah, I could everything

Get you but a wedding ring
Pull up in Medellin
coke white and that's Off-White
Guess the supermodels only fuck
And if you act right, you could get that right
If I fuck you at my crib, girl, you got that back tight
Ay, I'm not them, I'm guy
Spaceships, I'm high
Superfly, I'm fly
So, why, psh

Seeing things a good enough excuse
you are just sitting right there
I you ain't just gon' stare
Bein' you never imagined
The up the air
I know you just gon' stare

Keep goin' through phone
stackin' up your dough (woo, woo)
Keep ballin', let the money
Cris' smell like
Keep a eye on the snakes,
a watch full of icicles
'Bout the hoes, we don't like

All the shit I been through
I can't even
Smokin' Ls to the
Gang, gang, gang,
On the plane with my bad
to flavors, I got variants
Too luggage, I can't carry it
Lot of money, I might it
We stayin' at the Marriott
Presidential, my residential
Need to clean her panties up
Smokin' wwed soon as man get up
She with me she a fan of us
Young Khalifa on the
And no, I can't say that I her (uh)
I'm KK in the paper (yeah)

I'm coppin' a with no neighbors (ooh)
I'm takin' them pics my haters (wow)
Don't you to do me no favors
I be on like a laser (ooh)
Don't think I'm 'cause I'm famous (no)
My niggas cockin' and (damn, wow, bang, brrow)

Seeing things isn't a enough excuse
When you are just sitting right
I know you just gon' stare
things you never imagined
The up the air
I you ain't just gon' stare