I count it underneath the table to be safe
I’m pouring up this syrup ‘til my cup is colored grape
When God designed you the barrel must had been scraped
Bought forces from ‘The Jersey Man’ now the Saks like P.C.X. to me
Never took a flat but her love it feels like ecstasy
I admit it at a point I let my sneakers get the best of me
The way the transaction was approved it felt like destiny
I slid around half of the country with a firearm
Jakes behind us I pray that they don’t put the siren on
I’m only half of myself before I put attire on
8 lines of Qua for this Cleezy, Mr. Put-it-on
I’m not on but im up like I’m awake
I’ll spill my whole cup before I ever let you taste
Sneakers got spikes like the flowers in a vase
Sneaks got spikes, stalactites in a cave
Cup look like a rave P.L.U.R
I just took a piss in Saks with the door ajar
I step on stage forget my repertoire
Shook hands with a 2’er told them au revoir
Raise the bar prop it up under my tongue
I’m your hero like Him but remain unsung
Fame tantrum, spot light came and went
Walk down memory lane GAT laces un-done
They can’t count past 1 without thinking of mwah
Off a pill fight the nod while I’m swiping my card
Count my money, count my answered prayers from God
I’m in Bergdorf Goodman dressed like I do fraud
I huff and puff ‘til my buff lenses are fogged
I’ll curve my lips with a smile find my way through the dark
Golden Goose on I’m aligning the stars
Commitment issues i just abandoned my cart
I count it underneath the table to be safe
I’m pouring up this syrup ‘til my cup is colored grape
When God designed you the barrel must had been scraped
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