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[Part I: Tables]

[Intro]

(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)

(SethInTheKitchen)

(Ronny J, what's up, nigga?)

[Verse 1: Tanathan & SoFaygo]

Golden, I got niggas that'll do something to ya

Holdin', she holdin' on to my love, love

It's funny how the tables turn

It's funny how these bridges burn

I just wanted to die, but then you slowly came into my life

You looked into my eyes, and I said "Nevermind, I do not wanna die"

Now, listen, do you care about the watch and how it glistens?

Do you care about the girl that's in my mentions?

Or, to you, is all of that just an extension, oh

I just wanna know, 'cause I know I cannot survive if I'm alone

So let me insert my number inside yo' phone

Now, you can gеt inside the 'Vettе, I'll drive you home

Put that shit on, when I hit the 'Gram, I go viral (Go viral)

I feel like I can't trust nobody, I can't lie to you

When them niggas see that you going up, they gon' wanna try you

I can't be nobody but myself, nigga, I don't really like you

Hey, I don't really like you

"Do you like getting money?" Baby, is the sky blue?

I just spent two bands on this fucking Rick coat

I'm not tryna brag, I just had to let you know

It's not a game, it's not a game (Woo)

[Part II: Man of the Year]

[Intro]

(Zetra)

[Verse 1: Tanathan]

Found lil' partner inside of the truck, he was screaming for help, hoped he ain't comin' wit' me

Lucky for him, I had saved a good spot on my car, and I also had brought him the Semi

Grab me a ranged, and I head off to go send him to heaven just like his first name was Kemi

Honestly, people be hatin' too much, if I'm being honest, y'all haters condemn me

Eevee, my blow-up as swift as a swisher, if I'm being honest, y'all hatin' too much

I would be buyin' these games and chains, but that only would happen if I had blew up

I would have bought be a mil' dollar mansion if I hadn't really had gone through much

Sing her a song like Jigglypuff

Kurama, finish him in one punch

Finish him off, like I was a period

Comin' wit' me, she came out delirious

Call my song trash, like, "Man, are you serious?"

Red outside with the black interior

Trusting my friends, I've had experience

Messin' my heart, these girls are the eeriest

Fighting the fact that I am imperious

Young superstar just like I'm Sirius

Walkin' my path and I know where I'm going, play me though, and the pistol I'm showin'

Pistol I'm totin', pistol I'm blowin'

He wonderin' why he hearin' chokin'

People thinkin' that I'm never gon' make it, but you are the one who's been smokin' the sage, man

Honestly, I don't know why y'all people so mad, there must be a reason for all of your hatin'

[Verse 2: SoFaygo]

I gotta handle my business

I gotta go to the dentist, I went and hit Alex to handle my dentures

You niggas never had shit on me, you niggas going out sad like bitches

I got this shit in my kidneys

You niggas fake, I ain't with it

I just been making it happen, you niggas been capping a lot like Fitted

And shoutout to my niggas trapping, them niggas been getting it off of the griddy

Why you so goddamn loud? A nigga can't even take you serious

Big boy money, I'm serious, I'm tryna rack up and cop me a Urus

Fuck all you niggas, I'm serious, block out the hate like I got no ears

Faygo the man of the year, look how he stand over all of his peers, nigga

You can't have no fear, nigga

Can't be scared out here, nigga

Been getting so much money, might put karats in my ear, nigga

Shooter got Tommys, no Hilfiger

And shoutout to my real niggas

Talking 'bout steel niggas, for me, they gon' kill niggas

I been in the deep, feel like I ain't gotta tell niggas for real

Summer's over, now it's cold

[Part III: Cold]

[Verse 1: SoFaygo & Tanathan]

Summer's over, now it's cold, I been losing my control

In a whole different zone, what's really going on?

What he really up to? I don't have no clue

Niggas watching my moves, bitch better get in tune

Yeah, do what I do, they know what I does

Uh, I got the magical touch, Midas, all of my opps dust

I cannot hype this shit up, this just the process, trust

I'm with the gang, it's up, send shots at them, they bluff

I spend it at Tiffany, know I be rackin' the G's up

Grab me a watch, then I go swipe the Visa

I'm finna talk up my mess like Leija

I just be hot and ready, Little Ceasers

Spray up the block, make sure to get the divas

Clear all the fakes, don't want those either

Yellow on yellow on yellow like Chica

People just be Ls and boring like Lisa

AR gonna tell you, "Bye", like Felicia

Feel like a rat how I'm rackin' the cheese up

Gang's red and blue, when they shoot, turn to lila

I just be wild and active like Lila

Lila in my cup, I think I got re-upped

Range on the Glock, I could care 'bout a geezer

Beat up yo' wife in my wife beater

[Verse 2: SoFaygo & Tanathan]

Two different visas, Jesus watching me

Gotta watch out for the skeezers, demons all on me

Yeah, fuck all the teachers that ain't believe in me

Now my features is three X your whole salary

Come through, black Rick Owens like it was a tragedy

Yeah, black Rick Owens boots, how can you step on me?

Dress assassin but come in with that fucking melody, yeah

Pushing 'til that fucking tank on E (Freestyle)