Lamp Shade

[Intro]

Conductor, we have a problem

Conductor, we have a problem

Conductor, Conductor, we have a problem

[Verse 1]

Damn, baby, why you be tryna dim my light and lamp shade?

Can't blame me for what happened before me 'cause your mans flaky

Me, I'm different, I hate to be bothered when you see me sippin'

Please don't blow my high 'cause that's the quickest way to fall out with me

Brought out fifty just for decoration, plus the S-I-G

Half a mil' to compliment the fit 'cause that's how fresh I be

LV on my under tags, Levi jacket denim tears

VLone on my shiesty mask, peace sign on my steering wheel

Crelly used to dump the bag 'til he was facin' sixty years

Bitch ain't hold it down, I heard he hung himself off in his cell

Eli just dropped three lines of Hi-Tech in the knee-high

My Glocky got a green beam, my popit got the pink eye

Skinny as a toothpick, my cuzzo, he a retard

Amiris full of blue strips, my plug ain't got no green card

The coupe came with a passport, two hundred on the dashboard

Just giving you a crash course on how to duck the task force

[Chorus]

Been havin' nightmares, in my bed tossin', turnin'

Know they coming sooner than later to confiscate all my earnings

Been having daydreams of Soo Young and Mei Ling

Runnin' off with the bag, leaving me hanging, won't see me complainin'

Ain't gon' do me no good, no way, fuck I'ma tell José?

Ain't no excuses so ain't no use of explainin'

Today, I woke up richer than I was yesterday

My gangsta certified in my ghetto, check my résumé

What else?

[Verse 2]

My line cracking hard as concrete

Dom P spillin' on my Rolex, check out my timepiece

I've been goated, they know who got the biggest gonads

Stand on business regardless, the artist formerly known as

The Jackson, don't get your favorite stepper toe-tagged

Or send my gang to blend you out that base rental topaz

Flashin' back on that double-bump, was lookin' at a Presi'

Me and my double cup, my bestie for the restie

Why would I take five hundred K over dinner with Hov

If I could pay Jay a half mil' to sit with Emory Jones?

Tell 'em send the car with the load to get rid of the foams

This game cold, but I still get that chill in my bones

'Fore I could check out my room and book my ticket home

I left another half a mil' stashed in the memory foam

A different type of bully print, don't compare me to dog

They say his jewels VVS, but his character flawed

[Chorus]

Been havin' nightmares, in my bed tossin', turnin'

Know they coming sooner than later to confiscate all my earnings

Been having daydreams of Soo Young and Mei Ling

Runnin' off with the bag, leaving me hanging, won't see me complainin'

Ain't gon' do me no good, no way, fuck I'ma tell José?

Ain't no excuses so ain't no use of explainin'

Today, I woke up richer than I was yesterday

My gangsta certified in my ghetto, check my résumé

What else?