Cheat Code Mode

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YFS

Yo, sh*t, whattup

It's easy

She want a boss, at least (Ayy)

You say I'm a boss, capeesh (Capeesh)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Pus*y underneath, yeah)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah (On a leash, yeah)

I be off the drink, yeah (Drink)

But you know I be soft and geeked (Geeked up)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Ooh)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah

Sex

I be of the drink (Sex)

Audemars, took out some links (Ayy)

Slime, is you rich, like what you think? (What you think?)

I can't help but pick you up if you sing (Woo, woo)

Dirty, AP, Rollie, baby, pick one (Ayy)

You are not a gangster if you pig once (Ah)

I think that I need me a lil' Ritalin (Yeah)

I been gettin' top inside a Bentley (Skrrt, skrrt)

Hit her with a sig

Rose gold shoppin', do you dig? (Dig, dig)

I been on the hair like a wig (Wig, wig)

Overseas I think I got a kid (No cap)

I told her don't put - with me

R.I.P. to Nip, shoutout to sixty (Nip, ayy)

Call me ice cream, she tryna lick me (Ayy)

Orange diamonds on me, I'm a Reese's

She want a boss, at least (Ayy)

You say I'm a boss, capeesh (Capeesh)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Pus*y underneath, yeah)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah (On a leash, yeah)

I be off the drink, yeah (Drink)

But you know I be soft and geeked (Geeked up)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Ooh)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah

Pull up in the 'Rarri

With the top down, n*ggas salty

And my outfit hella floss

Gotta look good for paparazzis, yeah

Money, money, money, so much money comin' in

I just write another and then they cut the check again

I got money, money, money, so much money to myself

And my life is on cheat code mode, you could tell

Dior hankie in my pocket (That's Dior)

In the villa every time I hit the tropics (For sure)

I'm the man now, everybody watchin' (Tell them more)

I'ma G, so the only thing I do is profit

Damn

She want a boss, at least (Ayy)

You say I'm a boss, capeesh (Capeesh)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Pus*y underneath, yeah)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah (On a leash, yeah)

I be off the drink, yeah (Drink)

But you know I be soft and geeked (Geeked up)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Ooh)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah

911 Maybach matters, she got me tatted

Rich as a b*tch but hood is so ratchet

Shawty want the real, these n*ggas is so cappin'

Hunnid thousands all in ones, don't do plastic

Super red, like I'm over, got her suckin' like she super head

And no friends, no nothin', baby, where you land?

If I can't get the nookie baby, where you stayin'?

And I ain't playin'

Niem hit me on the Tec like it's all good

I still want Bernese with her face down, ass up

Patek cost a bag, had to go and get bag up

Rappers talkin' money but n*ggas ain't pass us

My homes with the win like it's Super Bowl

I don't want them hoes, they all future hoes

I keep me a dime and I keep a pour

She gon' drop it to the flow when it's her song

She want a boss, at least (Ayy)

You say I'm a boss, capeesh (Capeesh)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Pus*y underneath, yeah)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah (On a leash, yeah)

I be off the drink, yeah (Drink)

But you know I be soft and geeked (Geeked up)

We tryna put that pus*y underneath, yeah (Ooh)

I'm tryna put that pus*y on a leash, yeah