Intro (Blue Devil)

[Verse]

Let's make a toast, and relax in the sun

Or we can go to the strip club and throw up 10,000 ones

Creepin' late night with a bad bitch

Actin' like a nigga never had shit

I fuck with movie stars, I fuck with actress

High as Aladdin and I am a savage

Just came back from Paris

Rockstar lifestyle status

Gamblin', that's a habit

We wear high end fashion

Country boy, we tax him

Hold that boy for ransom

Disappear work just like magic

This is a Balmain jacket

Spikes on the glove, OG Mac'in

And we do not have to practice

Light up the backwood and pass it

We toastin' shots in the mansion

Came from the trap, I used to have bricks in the pantry

Fuckin' on nothin' but models and dancers

All the old bitches, they say that I'm handsome

Stars in my ceiling, pull up in the Phantom

Used to have nothin' and we came a long way and look where we at

Used to have nothin' and we came a long way and look where we at

Thugger, he signed me a check

Wished me nothin' but the best

They hatin' me cause I got next

I just want shit on my ex

We fly private jets