CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : HAHA
Ayo, N-I-N-E, turn that up
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, b*t*h, it's Doms, see no flaws
The greatest rapper of them all whispers my mirror on the wall
B*t*hes come rub these crystal balls
And see what future they'll withdraw
This blood sports to win it all
And keep the splits like we Jean Claude
I'm only here to give the world an eyeful, then au revoir
Stretch these rubber bands and see what they expand to
B*t*h, all my hunneds made to be blue like birthday candlеs
Make a wish
Feel like Marlo in The Wirе raising prices on the brick
I emphasized my life's legit and put my n***as in posish
It can't fall apart if I patch it up like Slick Rick
Ten gold chains around my neck, look like a slave's privilege
They act shook, we etch 'em, sketch 'em, draw arms and stretch 'em thin
Leave the scene with no more drama, singing Mary's best hits
If I was made to be your karma, you deserve that sh*t
'Cause I'm an angel to my mama, but to rappers triple-6, uhg
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, b*t*h, it's Doms, see no flaws, ugh
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, b*t*h, it's Doms, see no flaws
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the f**kin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the f**kin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
N***as said I died, I was dead to the streets
F**k 'em, I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach
G-Wagon your Jeep, Nobu on the beach
Never did Philippe's, it's PF Changs to me
Numbers don't lie when you who they came to see
And the wrist don't lie when the watch is made for he
My yellow brick road was twenty-five a key
The road to the riches was always paved for me
Chillin', sittin' on double-digit millions
With all my n***as, all my guns, all my women
Life's a b*t*h, even Rihanna made a billion
All from sellin' powder, made a killin'
Push
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, b*t*h, it's Doms, see no flaws
The greatest rapper of them all whispers my mirror on the wall
B*t*hes come rub these crystal balls
And see what future they'll withdraw
This blood sports to win it all
And keep the splits like we Jean Claude
I'm only here to give the world an eyeful, then au revoir
Stretch these rubber bands and see what they expand to
B*t*h, all my hunneds made to be blue like birthday candlеs
Make a wish
Feel like Marlo in The Wirе raising prices on the brick
I emphasized my life's legit and put my n***as in posish
It can't fall apart if I patch it up like Slick Rick
Ten gold chains around my neck, look like a slave's privilege
They act shook, we etch 'em, sketch 'em, draw arms and stretch 'em thin
Leave the scene with no more drama, singing Mary's best hits
If I was made to be your karma, you deserve that sh*t
'Cause I'm an angel to my mama, but to rappers triple-6, uhg
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, b*t*h, it's Doms, see no flaws, ugh
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, b*t*h, it's Doms, see no flaws
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the f**kin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the f**kin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
N***as said I died, I was dead to the streets
F**k 'em, I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach
G-Wagon your Jeep, Nobu on the beach
Never did Philippe's, it's PF Changs to me
Numbers don't lie when you who they came to see
And the wrist don't lie when the watch is made for he
My yellow brick road was twenty-five a key
The road to the riches was always paved for me
Chillin', sittin' on double-digit millions
With all my n***as, all my guns, all my women
Life's a b*t*h, even Rihanna made a billion
All from sellin' powder, made a killin'
Push
Ha-ha-ha-ha
