Whoa, touchdown I've arrived King, you know I got it, if I see it then its mine All this money hit my chime like the cha cha slide Tva my eta unknown, but bet I come in time I'm coming with a shorty turning heads in and popping eyes Got her eyes on me its fine, let it simmer give it time All this weed help me recline, put my past on every line A variant the scariest, I set the charge and hit rewind I'm in the stars Eyes are kinda crazy and I'm feeling kind of far Rap's little cousin just really raised the bar It's the beat, it's the rhyme bitch either way it's hard Yeah, I put em on Always wear designer like a nigga name is Shawn And I keep it going like I'm passing the baton All these diamonds on my wrist bet it's working like a charm PT on the move, like what it do Diamonds hypothermia, my wrist need a canoe If you send the addy, you don't know who's coming through And these hundreds all blue, would've thought you had a clue Mine so bright my shine hypno Said she want it in the dm, I'm quick to forget those Chains on my body like armor, equip those Popout quick, kickdoors, rainbow six, stick close Hollow tips, lotta glicks, hidden in Mendosa It's crazy that you see the spider in a Testarossa Scorpion, I want her tell her strip get closer Word to Leovanni, know my body, I'm a soldier Walked up, iron on the waist Get em erased and leave em star struck Now he chalked up, his street mopped up Talk tough, Nix said "go and get em" First I spot em and it got rough Semi-automatic, double barrel, keep the stock tucked Ain't nobody touching me High and my drip frosted, ain't nobody budging me Since I bring the heat, I got her melting in my company Channel DMX, I wonder what these bitches want from me PT clear the streets, you get deleted trying to come for me Niggas want the beef, I got they mama tryna cum for me I just caught some niggas said its up for me, its stuck me Love to hear em scream, now they see me and they run from me Cyberpunk its 2077 I'm in luxury I'm in Arizona in a month it's going up degrees Feel like Bobby Drake with this accounts im getting some to freeze And I still got this yoppa, its tucked all up in my dungerees And I still got these shawtys that holler, like they need sumn from me All about the money, the commas, it's 'bout the sum for me Shoutout Leovanni he really feel like a son to me And you bet the reapers catching something if they come for me