Imposter Syndrome

Yo, look
Three times winner, I'm on my 4th chip
These Forgiato rims came with a forklift
I was raced around like alley cats so I talk slick
I drive slow and take time, I don't walk quick
Deep pockets and even deeper fears
My tax bill is sobering, I'm tryna see de Beers
Brazilian baddies in blue and green brassieres
And we make pie in my circle I'm tryna keep 'em near
I ain't hearin' any gossip from the UK
If he gets road he'll let it bang that's what the youtes say
I'm makin' all the wrong decisions off the D'ussé
Old link cut before I cut her off, touché
Put him in a fiasco, get him loopy
It's hands off, I can't lie and it's too bait
I always keep and ugly cutter on a cute date
Keep your hair on, baby girl, you know I'm too paid
Whole loada ex-links wanna sex me
But can't even text me, they type but the text green
Used to wanna drive past 'em in the X3
And now the stunt is that I'm platinum, x3
They wanna talk about my shortcomings
My flaws inherent, bro
I preheat the crib when I'm heading home
I'm married to the money, smell the pheromones
I don't fuck with secret service, babe
Let's make the wedding known
You pussy rappers spineless
I put 200K on my left wrist
The only word to describe this one here is timeless
Man can't tell me 'bout them vestments, I'm the investment
I got hit these triflin' yatties with a quick assessment
I'm in a fit from the future like I'm George Jetson
It's a capital drop, Issey Miyaki
I drive a spaceship push to start, don't need a car key
It's Off-White AC Milan, this isn't khaki
2Chainz I'm on gyal with back, I'm not a titty boy
I party 'til the sky blue, I'm a city boy
I like my girls and my champagne chillin', I need it bubbly
Ain't nuttin' better than rosé dinner and female company
And when I step it's Maybachs if I feel like it
I said step but really I'm just floatin' through the city
With the curtains drawn closed and some teal lightin'
She knows the ice is platinum water, she wants steel-pipin'