Éxito

[Intro]

The, uh, infestation of diamonds

I was an influencer

I'm a hustler

You know? Uh, I feel like a guy with quality in my life

And I feel that, uh—

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]

Slow motion, hoes strollin' where they smoke potion

Ashy sherm heads runnin' naked like it's no lotion

I hit the hood and play the part, this shit was dry like it's no ocean

On the PCH, I make a right and then I hit Ocean

Pop in and I say, "What up?" to Al, it's been a long moment

Lost focus, readjust my lens, now my 4s coastin'

'88 5.0 like my horse smokin'

Fishtailin', I be in the wind like my ship sailin'

I be off the grid, that's how I live, that's where I've been lately

Ben Franklin, he was always bool, he bought mе steak dinners

Walkin' through the grass and losе your life, that's where the snakes slither

Ten toes on the pavement, real player like my name etched in (Woah)

No Etch-a-Sketchin', hangin' was my main profession

Gang injunctions, God just sent me bullets and a prison sentence

Feel my praises when I hit the room, I be real respected

And I be in the hood with all the homies like I never left 'em

[Interlude: Jay Worthy, Larry June]

It's real life Worthy, you know what I'm sayin'?

P Worthy, the street legend, you know what I mean?

Gotta stay solid, gotta stay in it

No bake shit, no yeast shit allowed, members only (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Larry June]

Shootin' from the three, OT, vacuum sealin' P's

Fresh game, steppin' off the jet, think she Japanese

Hercules, gettin' off the weight with an urgency

Me and Joey B back to back, thinkin' GT3

Dustin' off my jersey 'cause these hoes keep choosin' me (Man)

Peanut butter ragtop fifty, throwin' up the P (Damn, keep goin')

Light skinned gurb, eatin' fruit, I'm in D.C. (Man)

Not in competition with a nigga, I'd rather make cheese (Uh)

Started young, get it young, niggas just gotta believe

Niggas be all in they feelings and ready to squeeze

Cuffin' on a punk rock, uh, that's ready to leave

I don't want no beef with a nigga, I'm tryna succeed

Take care of my seed (Man), Lamborghini keys (Damn)

Midnight fleece (Keep goin'), white gold piece (Numbers)

Rose gold set (Uh), a hundred K each (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Outro: Larry June]

Yeah, and I'm gon' do numbers, baby

Expensive toilet seats and shit, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

And bitch, make sure you put them motherfuckin' slippers on

Good job

Love you, baby

Sock it to me