The room's is spinning, I'm not feeling the bad conditions I feel the friction, I like a woman who's dressed in linens F*ck all the obstacles, keep the medals, I'll take the winnings I'm stacking bands, I'm a paper chaser, that's how I'm feeling F*ck with the vision, I'm superfly and you supersticious Pick up a package, I'm always copping a new addition I got more bread than a bakery, and I'm on a mission They eat this dick like its catering, giving you nutrition Reach for my pants like she picking pockets, she wants my rocket What's on the docket for 12 o'clock cause I'm tryna to knock it I'm tryna rock all her sockets, she'll wanna cop a locket She sent me DMs I had a laugh and I had to block it I got more hoes than a Lowes in the summer month of August I mop the floor with my foes and they go and try to rob us Lift up the door of Deloreans, coppers never caught up So many chains, got emporiums, gotta ice my brothers (Enjoy this shit)