Donald Trump

[Verse]

I be in the studio

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, bro

Tryna get the tracks up

And the fanbase, still they break and blow

M-O-B, it's cake and dough

Sick but I ain't faking though

It's baking, bro

I'm looking for a princess, not a vacant hoe

Blatant, though

Yes, I am a demon so beware

I've got niggas hating cause I ball

They pulling out their hair

This is all my candy, tell a stunter

I don't wanna share

You're a musical statue

So, bitch, go pull up a chair

I got girls that all be on me

Girls that wanna cheat on me

Girls that play their mind games

Like I'm not their base, no BSc

Girls that wanna CS me

Girls that try to BS me

I tell a bitch be rolling

If she ain't on head, no guillotine

Fakers I be chopping off

My parties are popping off

If I get a call and it's unknown

You dun know I be locking off

Bitches wanna hold my hand

All now that I be popular

Mad flow so out there, to see it

You don't need binoculars

Henney, blue Alizé

You mix it and you got the whole

[?] eating US candy

You can't get unless it's [?]

My life is on a level

That you'll never ever touch

You are on your toes

I've got a team of pros you'll never clutch