Yeah, Yeah
Mirror mirror, on the wall
Who’s the realest of ’em all
Yeah, In the balcony I be
Sipping off cocaine VIP
b#tches and women wanna see my keys
Rap money millions, EIT
Yeah, In the balcony I be
Slipping off cocaine VIP
Sipping off froze, eat my pizza
Rap money millions, EIT
Yeah, this coke could make me dance
Like you’re the one throwing bands
Getting low no advances
You don’t wanna take chances
What’s a plan to a planet, man to a manic
My dime’s too dramatic
Remind me of my old whip, oh no crashed it
Out of control like a first gear Corvette
Celebrate, sipping Ciroc and I pour it
I feel better at work so I bought the club before this
You were late for the trip like a tourist
81 bottles in the booth, Kobe
I never listen to no teacher preaching discipline
I just win, like that and like this again
Baby girl come through we doin’ a toast
Me and Ray taring up the stage in the moment
And then you can find me
In the balcony I be
Sipping off cocaine VIP
b#tches and women wanna see my keys
Rap money millions, EIT
Yeah, In the balcony I be
Slipping off cocaine VIP
Sipping off froze, eat my pizza
Rap money millions, EIT
Elevate in a LFA Lexus
Pour champagne on ’em plain Rolexes
Best friend calling you bae that’s protective
You’re so selective, I’m so executive oh
Who got next
Say I got you on text
Hot mess in a bed and a breakfast
She wanna f#ck on a jet then check it off of her checklist
I tell her tell her, this car is not a jet
She call it Ferrari effect
Back in the bag I’m reckless, black money I stack tetris
So come and take shots of Tequila my Ciroc I dropped it
On top like Shakira you strip out your outfit
From horizontal to vertical poles, baby
Grab that cash when you touch your toes, yeah
Welcome to Attitude of a God
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