Supreme

[Chorus: Quadeca] I am supreme, huh I get all that money for my team, yeah Fuck do you mean? Huh (Yeah) Diamonds all over my jeans, what? (Yeah) I am all over your screen D-d-doing shit that you never seen, yeah I am supreme, huh Diamonds all over my jeans! What? Ayy [Verse 1: Quadeca] Yeah, huh, I just pulled up rocking my Supreme, huh She like, "Oh my God, you looking clean", huh I'm the bitch, you know that that's a fact When I walk in, that's a wrap, cut, end of the scene, huh Now they see me pullin' up with Dante, uh She like, "Oh my God, you came a long way" I'm like, "Can you step out of the walk way?" Got pay, now I'm grande, like your latte I'm a star now, I'm gettin' all the bucks Foreign cars for the bars, what I'm getting ain't enough Getting diamonds, I'm already in the rough Yeah, I'm young, trade the numbers with a seven and a one Ayy, I've been livin' on a mission And they wishin' that they give into the vision from my seat, huh But I'ma try to fit it with no limit I'ma spit it, and it makes it so they spit it on repeat! (Ayy!) Now I drop it, they react it up Yeah, all of y'all are wack, time to pack it up, uh They like, "Why you gotta brag so much?" 'Cause I came up from a place that didn't have so much Ayy, so I guess I am the man They wanna see me down low in the sand They tell me I should stick to the plan I said, "Fuck that", now I'm steady makin' bands Ayy, yeah [Chorus: Quadeca] I am supreme, huh I get all that money for my team, huh Fuck do you mean? Huh (Yeah) Diamonds all over my jeans, what? I am all over your screen D-d-doing shit that you never seen, yeah I am supreme, huh Diamonds all over my jeans! What? Ayy [Verse 2: Reactitup] Lad to the beat, 'cause I'm silly-silly Sold Bitcoin a year ago, worked a milli' (Million) Got the Tesla, 'cause I didn't want the billy (Skrrt!) Brought it back to the pad, yeah, that's dilly-dilly (Yeah) We be watching the bank account flip (Huh?) Louis all over my drip (My drip) Gucci all over my flips (My flips) Bape and Supreme be the fit (Huh?) Broke-ass niggas do the most Boy, you so broke, that it's gross, 1.8 is what I gross Throwin' bread up, catch a loaf Burnin' through the bread, that's toast I been cookin' in the booth, no gourmet Stacking up more bank, videos in 4K Me and your girl in your house shootin' homemades All in her mouth, like Colgate (God damn, uh!) And funny, y'all niggas, y'all fighting for four plays (Huh) Fuck on your hoe with no foreplay (God damn) That's how I know that she fuck with the kid ([?]) Like motherfucker 6ix9ine's court case (Damn, uh, uh!) Killin' beats, I do not do this often (Often, okay) He don't wear Supreme then we off em' (Off 'em, uh-huh) Y'all dont want this smoke, 'cause you coughin' (Pew, pew, pew, pew!) Fresh to death, like Listerine in a coffin (Pew, pew, pew!) [Chorus: Quadeca] I am supreme, huh I get all that money for my team, yeah Fuck do you mean? Huh (Yeah) Diamonds all over my jeans, what? (Yeah) I am all over your screen D-d-doing shit that you never seen, yeah I am supreme, huh Diamonds all over my jeans! What? Ayy