Lavish Habits

[Intro] Check-check, yeah Mic check-check Check-check, ah Check-check Oh baby, what you wanna do with me? Oh baby, what you wanna do with me? Check-check, bitch, yeah Oh baby, what you wanna do with me? Check-check [Verse] Goddammit, I be god, damn it First-class Virgin Atlantic, stewardess' titties plastic I'm still gon' squeeze Akademiks titties, that fat bastard Gunna dissed me and took a plea, he a rat bastard Show up at your funeral, Big Fendi bitch, ten blickies Pee on city girls like P. Diddy, bitch, get with me If this heifer thinking 'bout sticking me, that's a long shot I'm busy smoking motherfucking opps like Patrick Mahomes' pops Fathered these nigga' flows, I took the long route Walked through the jungle so most these niggas could run out Smacking shit at 8AM, shooting soon as the sun out Effects of being broke, Black, agitated and drugged out Effects of being young, Black, rich might unalive me They killed Nip, Takeoff, Dolph, I see the signs, G For the fame and the goddamn chain, they'll undermine me Give a fuck 'bout beef with multiple rappers, I like variety, uh Goddammit, I be god, damn it I was testing dope with an addict, Henry was speaking Spanish Beezy lost three bricks in the package, Mafia tryna whack him Made it up with interest and taxes, fuck it, we back in action Beefin' with the gang, 'bout to bust the strap at another faction Heard he liked to shop, I'ma bury him in designer fashion 100-karat rabbit, my bunny surfing, my water splashing Yellow Rollie, rose-gold Patek, I've got some lavish habits [Chorus] Goddammit, I be god, damn it Crack still slamming, I'll just take another crack at it Goddammit, I be god, damn it Yellow Rollie, rose-gold Patek, I've got some lavish habits [Outro] I be god, damn it