Verse :
Washing my face with beach water
Bitch, wadduh
Dropping on the couch, madden
Bitch you can’t say no, I’m the Killmonger
Sippin Rose in Montara
Act like I manage an orchestra
Flutes, and brass I’m like a magician, I need Mp’s for my Grand Final
Best Product
I’m reaching El Dorado
Making rich music so I could hit them Models
So test the king yo
Daladala bill yah
Stack and track the bricks yo
New Balances my feets yo
Try and catch the beat y’all
Ain’t judging them niggas
They be fuckin up the beat tho
They destroying them corals
Mean like Bolsonaro
You imagining them scenarios
I’m the damn Baller
Give me that cologne
Pink beach peach beach on my screen, 4 Lo
Bitch you better follow
Leva la mano
Talkin spanish like a real boy, springs got em
Spryng hold up
He be selling beats for Dano
And when I wake up I feel like Sparrow, Drowno
Jimmy Fallon Show
Crystal Sprinkle, gas price went up, straight up
Last words, Ye Tell em