President

(You did it)
EBK shit, nigga
Shit, man, you can die right now, you niggas think you gon' try?
Claim they gang-gang, but they ain't gang

'Cause I'm sittin' right here with Lonny right now
And I'm rollin' right now, off the drank, yeah, I'm loaded right now
I pull up with like fifteen black trucks, I feel like the President
Two hundred and fifty thousand, that's how my day was spent
I stuffed that nigga in my trousers, yeah, yeah, that's rich
What I spent on kush, I could've went and bought Mercedes-Benz

She say she feelin' me, but I think I won't go and fuck her friend
I won't tour, bitch, but I still linked up with the X-Man
Count up money and pour up drank, this shit just like Eddie, Eddy
Huh, every day I'm fresh with the swag, I go spend it
Huh, upside down cross on baguettes, go spaghetti

Huh, I'm havin' blue cheese, woah, woah, I'm havin' feta
Huh, just like Little Caesars, woah, I know you're shredded
Huh, my swag caused a frenzy, it got niggas jealous
And ain't got no envy in me, that's why my pockets heavy

I want the whole load, nothin' less
I want the whole bag, nothin' less
I pour the whole pint, nothin' less
I spend a whole wad of cash, nothin' less
Ain't got no envy in me, bitch, that's why my pockets heavy
I keep countin' up the M&Ms, put wifey on my necklace
Me and gang switched the swag up quick, tell a chicken

I put that nigga in a Jag', huh, she used to drive a Lexus
I got a bitch with a fat ass, huh, huh, she from Texas
I got this model ass bitch, she super skinny, all she do is neck it
I fuck all type of hoes, huh, I'm complex
My niggas from Fantastic Four, make money stretch
I got these bitches throwin' up, oh, she throwin' up the set
I live my life on private, that's why I'm on a jet

I pull up with like fifteen black trucks, I feel like the President
Two hundred and fifty thousand, that's how my day was spent
I stuffed that nigga in my trousers, yeah, yeah, that's rich

I'm tryna switch up my location, switch my residence
I just bust my wrist down, then I go bust down my neck
Huh, I'm gettin' rich now, ain't got no time for that shit
I keep pourin' up drank, ain't no way I'm gettin' sick
I'm with the X-Man, bitch, we like the Presidents

Huh, huh, everything I do presidential like the Rollie
'Member new rock boots, I got 'em like holy moly
I done fucked that K, can't let that bitch fold me
I live in a hotel, live my life like Zack and Cody
But all these niggas be hatin' like Miss Mosely
I told you when I got more racks, I was gon' do the most
I'm way ahead of these niggas, man, that shit ain't close
I can shock the whole world, yeah, with one pulse

I pull up with like fifteen black trucks, I feel like the President
Two hundred and fifty thousand, that's how my day was spent
I stuffed that nigga in my trousers, yeah, that's rich
I stuffed them racks in, lil' nigga, yeah, yeah, in the britches