Taylor Swift

[Intro]

(Fuck you, Azul)

[Verse 1]

Ferragamo slippers, reading Donald Goines (Uh-uh)

Grandma was religious, raised a lot of boys

On a bike like Taney Lister, living life with poise (Deebo)

Neighbors, they complaining daily, they don't like the noise

Table full of baggies, watching Law & Order (Bag it up)

Can't bring bitches to the beach, act like they brought the water (Uh-uh)

Stephen King all in my speech, sometimes I'm talking horror (Ah)

Rest in peace to Giorgio Armani, my fedora (Mean)

In the panels of the door, dope was in that Explorer (Dopе)

Getting stopped drinking, evеry corner seen a tourist

Not no horoscope, detectives come for all the coke

June 3rd, 1988, when Janice water broke

Knew the world was cold before she bought a coat

Everything already written, one eye in the scope

I got that Fetty vision, dead or prison

That's his only option, so he heavy ripping, that's he grippin'

Teachers told his mother that he never listen

In every mention, nodding off from syrup sippin'

Fiend said that last batch was trash, then he laughed (Ha)

They went around the block to get they rocks, now niggas mad

Don't end up in the bag, the majority doing bad (Bad)

[Chorus]

Uh, please, don't ask me if you can hold something

When your credit card started hitting, I couldn't hold nothing (Nah)

Breaking down your weed right in front of me, wouldn't roll nothing (Roll up)

Anytime shit came up missing, act like I stole something

Raised by OGs, cops come around, we don't know nothing (Nada)

I came up off a whole onion (Off a M)

Lenses Cartier, you bitch

Girl white as Taylor Swift, 95 South, we road running

[Verse 2]

Helly Hansen jackets with ebonics playing

That rice and chicken taste much better if my mama made it (Mama)

That coke you selling blow up like Osama made it (Blow up)

I'm from the trenches, but I'm probably on Obama playlist (Uh)

Remotely on the farm, I'm somewhere ganja tasting

With a project bitch, still sore for my operation (Uh)

Don't let your vices work against you, move in moderation

Her only occupation is whoever cock she tasting (She eatin')

It's beef and broccoli on the block, and it is not from Asians (Wah)

A rasta told me about salazi, then we got to blazin'

Walking shit down, killing it, think I copy Jason

Everything I do for my creation, Kobe, Kyrie, and Casey

If all my dreams came true, my team came through

Aqua blue marine, my coupe (Aqua)

Yacht masters for the fastest, we racing in Louis socks

Roofless tops on the penthouse, elevators and Glocks, why not? (Straight up)

[Chorus]

Please, don't ask me if you can hold something (Don't ask)

When your credit card started hitting, I couldn't hold nothing (Swipe)

Breaking down your weed right in front of me, wouldn't roll nothing

Anytime shit came up missing, act like I stole something (Not me)

Raised by OGs, cops come around, we don't know nothing (OGs)

I came up off a whole onion (I came up)

Lenses Cartier, you bitch (Carti')

Girl white as Taylor Swift, 95 South, we road running

[Outro]

Pablo

(Spending time with you)

(And if all my dreams come true)