[Chorus]
Yeah
Bought my bitch a Shih Tzu
Now her bitch the shit too
First class flight to ship you
Sippin on some thick glue, wrist an igloo
Chauffeur comes and gets you
Ain’t you glad I picked you, got good dick too
And some a-one blanco
And that bread like Panko, I’m head honcho
I got all my chains on
I snort, the cocaine gone, diamond crayons
Crib cost like a Veyron
I just poured some seance, summoned up some spirits
If you silent, you can hear it
When I pilot, whip and steer it
I park it right up in the barracks
It get mighty esoteric
[verse]
When I mumble that mumbo jumbo
Forgiatos big as Mutombo
Got my drum, it ain’t a Congo
Money talk or it ain’t a convo
Come and fuck me, I’m at the condo
Bring your friends, let’s make it a combo
Moncler earmuffs bigger than dumbo’s
I’m gon always keep it a hundo
(gon always keep it a hundo
I’m gon always keep it a hundo)
I’m gon always be at the SunCo
Drip so much, I stay in a poncho
I can’t smoke no dirty cilantro
Sage the hate with Palo Santo
Gettin this weight off fairly pronto
All your music sound like compost
Feed these streets and spit this gumbo
Might go chew some magic fungals
Hit this drank and count these bundles
Get some millions off this mumble
Trip and stumble, never fumble
Yeah I’m poppin but I’m humble
Swerve this car through Lincoln tunnel
Come out the funnel, concrete jungle
Make her pick up, this a stick up
Pick yo lip up, you can’t slip up
Bitch I finally got my chips up
This ain’t orange juice in my sip cup
Every time the Network clique up
We make all the bottles hiccup
Then we smoke up all this hyssop
Shake that Fanta til it mix up
Take my time and dirty the Faygo
Syrup so fuego, let go my Eggo
Big manchego with Rodeo
Smith & Wesson with the potato
Pack my bags for Trini-tobago
She keep beggin to get my preggo
Can’t come fill her up with mayo
But I’m still gon eat that play-doh
[Chorus]
Yeah
Bought my bitch a Shih Tzu
Now her bitch the shit too
First class flight to ship you
Sippin on some thick glue, wrist an igloo
Chauffeur comes and gets you
Ain’t you glad I picked you, got good dick too
And some a-1 blanco
And that bread like Panko, I’m head honcho
I got all my chains on
I snort, the cocaine gone, diamond crayons
Crib cost like a Veyron
I just poured some seance, summoned up some spirits
If you silent, you can hear it
When I pilot, whip and steer it
I park it right up in the barracks
It get mighty esoteric
Aye