[Verse]
Mr. Pyrex Man
Grams stick to the spoon when I whip, dummy
My shit'll put a man on the moon like Kid Cudi
I'm content just as long as I'm rich and could spend money
Off this methadone flow, the shit that they give junkies
I'm on the phone with management discussing cannabis deals
Channelin' Bill Gates, could y'all niggas handle these mils?
I take it all out the bank, have it somewhere buried in fields
Before I'm robbed by an accountant in charge of payin' my bills
Face of Def Jam and we plan on changin' the score
This time around this street shit gon' gеt some label support
Thankful for legеnds who paved the way but ain't get awards
'Cause every hustler at the table done took some game from New York
I came for the Forbes, came for the blood, came for the gore
They ask me am I The Butcher? I don't gotta explain it no more
Y'all makin' me bored, my patience been wore thin, it's Benny
Kickin' new gray Diors right through these Mercedes doors
What's rap when I did illegal acts on the regular?
Look who's back even better, joggin' laps in Margielas
I'm on every music platform, book me back on Coachella
Walk in these shoes, your leg will prolly snap like McGregor's
Fresh out the penitentiary, took a convict's advice
Turned a soft brick of white to a long kiss goodnight
A hustler's God given right, I will accomplish but regardless
Of hype I'm better than niggas that y'all said was nice
Shootin' game to my homies 'cause you gotta give lessons
That's good karma, I step back and watch y'all get the blessings
She want a sugar daddy, huh? But that's out of the question
Favorite line from a broke bitch is, "I'm an investment,"
You see these hoes when they found out Rihanna expecting?
You not worth a B, if you was, bitch? Then I'd get you pregnant
They get a little too comfortable and I get aggressive
You cut one off that's how send your other side bitch a message
Put my shit out in a week and they gon' learn every line
With these verses of mine the shit gon' work every time
One point something out a label and I'm worth every dime
When I drop, shit gettin' uglier than your first baby mom
Leakers, nigga
Niggas done started something
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