It's hot in this bitch, you probably should take your jackets off
The newest me, new delivery, rip the package off (huh)
A lot of questions, you'll probably need to go ask the boss
So much smoke I'ma give 'em until they have to cough
Uh, I drag niggas how Jesus dragged the cross
Grip the foreign until you skid and you crash the Porsche (huh)
When I spit, I be bearin' gifts like I'm Santa Claus
Then this powder makin' 'em clap louder than they last applause
Huh, delusional niggas, your facts is false
I'm the fine line between how a pimp and a pastor walk (huh)
Changin' my name to The Recipe of the Master Sauce
Then I force 'em to the point of exhaustion and they have to pause
(Ooh) do that shit again
(Ooh) now sit there with your motherfuckin' friend
Spray your bottles, create a couple of bubble showers
Pour a glass, fuck the building up for a couple hours
(If you ready, all my niggas, let's go)
(Ooh) everything you thinkin' is yours is ours
Well, I can smell 'em, you niggas need to give me my flowers
Keep executin'
Keep executin' (huh)
While I'm movin' mountains, less ice inside, couple superpowers
It's not surprising that most of you dudes is super cowards
I birthed so many, plenty of you should salute the founder
We definitely concerned of whoever you do attach to (we the Avengers, nigga)
Rush the club and see what we do to bouncers
So dysfunctional with it, I'm assignin' you a counselor (give me therapy)
Here's instructions to what we do to doubters
Punish everything, if you lucky, I'm slidin' you a voucher (give him a pass)
I love the way they talkin' all about you
This godliness that I possess and what it all amounts to (huh)
Do it for clout, we probably really better off without you
Now who you with? Go rep the city that these boys shot you
(Ooh) do that shit again
(Ooh) now sit there with your motherfuckin' friend
Spray your bottles, create a couple of bubble showers
Pour a glass, fuck the building up for a couple hours
(If you ready, all my niggas, let's go)
(Ooh) everything you thinkin' is yours is ours
Well, I can smell 'em, you niggas need to give me my flowers
Keep executin'
Keep executin'
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