See how I'm finessin’ it? Spin move, uh Big chain, big gold Spin move, Rick rolled Timb' boots, big sole Regroup Watch lookin' like a ball from a disco In the limo, makin’ calls from a brick phone Maradona bounced the ball on the shinbone Tan buttercup, the raw got her skin tone Pillowtalkers got the spot where I send blown If it wasn't for the blitz, it would've been thrown To your dome, I'm a follicle that's ingrown Carve initials with a chisel, put it in stone (Go left) Switch whips up, you see how l'm finessin’ it? Get stitched up, lay down, you need some medicine (Yeah) Whip up of the wrist, you see it settlin' Put 'em in past tense, they'll be a never-been I'm the chain on the bike, you do the peddlin' Beat the charge, racketeerin', and embezzlement My name will never be appearin' on the pages of a settlement I made it through the maze, so many stages, now they say that l'm a veteran (On God, I'm just warmin' up) I just put the key inside the ignition, and got the engine started Twenty belows, went to Buffalo, the lens is Carti' You see a light show, that mean that the Benz is parkin’ Fade to black, the scenery gets intense and darkish ‘Chine come through, gun shoot extended cartridge (Brrr) Used to sleep on the sofa in a friend's apartment (Ah) Now I frequent the Yves Saint Laurent department (Hahaha) Yeah, blew twenty in the Louis V men's department (Huh? Yeah, drip) Yeah, I don't care what so and so said, I am him regardless My pen is sharp, lines flyin’ over your head like Vincent Carter, nigga (Talk to ‘em) (Look! Up in the sky) Think it's a game until little bro blowin' that bitch like Nintendo cartridge Playin’ with your life like you got limbs to bargain, nigga (Huh?) I hate they compare me to nigga, so tell me who iller My next tape, l'ma end the argument with nigga That fuckin' rap, list the artist That's fuckin’ cap, Mr. Marcus (Ha) Probably just got more resources (‘Kay) Walk in that garage, three Porches (‘Kay) Michelin, three-star, three courses (Eatin’) Drumwork, big dogs, we bosses (Uh) Catch a body with the sket, we toss it (Uh huh) They realizin' I'm a threat, be cautious (Be careful, nigga) Look, when they was eatin' they ain't give me portion (Uh uh) Still ran up my bag regardless (Bag) Brodie pull up with a broom and sweep off shit (Brrr)