Stare

Seein' things isn't a good enough excuse

When you are just sitting right there

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Bein' things you never imagined

The possibility's up in the air

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Saint Laurent my denim

Reckless how I'm livin'

Brand new diamond chain

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Day day 4-0

I might take your ho

When I walk through the door

There he go, there he go

911, I bust 'em

My bitch just got to customs

Foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign

We on Crenshaw soarin'

New McLaren or DeLorean

Move around and go forward

She be on all fours

You know I be all for it

Just got through signin' a deal, uh

Just got through poppin' the seal, ayy

She on the hunt for a thrill, uh

She know that that's somethin' I can give

Dolla don't want no mo' kids, uh

Dolla just want some more Ms, yeah

Dolla don't want no mo' friends

Dolla just want some more Ms, yeah

Skrrt, skrrt in a Benz, uh

Skeet, skeet on her friends, uh

I got nines, I got tens, uh

I just hit some new twins

Just passed on a lick

Still got Act' in the fridge

Ran it up on the wrist

See you lookin' and shit

Seein' things isn't a good enough excuse

When you are just sitting right there

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Bein' things you never imagined

The possibility's up in the air

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Saint Laurent my denim

Reckless how I'm livin'

Brand new diamond chain

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Day day 4-0

I might take your ho

When I walk through the door

There he go, there he go

They got emotions through semen

Your thot is suckin', you creamin'

'Cause Dolla hittin' it, gettin' it

Get ya outta here, he hittin' it

Moves all business, baby

I got everything but limits lately

I just dabbled in some real estate

24K on my dinner plate

Yeah, that's all gold everything

Money over everything

Be your best friend, be your zaddy, girl

Yeah, I could your everything

Get you anything but a wedding ring

Pull up in that Medellin

That coke white and that's Off-White

Guess the supermodels only fuck twice

And if you act right

You could get that Act' right

If I fuck you at my crib, then girl

You got that back tight

Ay, I'm not them, I'm that guy

Spaceships, I'm that high

Superfly, I'm that fly

So, understand why...pshh

Seein' things isn't a good enough excuse

When you are just sitting right there

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Bein' things you never imagined

The possibility's up in the air

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Keep goin' through your phone

Keep stackin' up your dough (woo, woo)

Keep ballin', let the money grow

Cris' smell like venom

Keep a eye on the snakes, though

Keep a watch full of icicles

'Bout the hoes, we don't like niggas

All the shit that I been through

I can't even explain

Smokin' Ls to the brain

Gang, gang, gang, gang

On the plane with my bad bitch

Come to flavors, I got variants

Too much luggage, I can't carry it

Lot of money, I might marry it

We ain't stayin' at the Marriott

Presidential, that's my residential

Need someone to clean her panties up

Smokin' wwed soon as your man get up

She with me 'cause she a fan of us

Young Khalifa on the cannabis

And no, I can't say that I blame her (uh)

I'm puttin' KK in the paper (yeah)

I'm coppin' a crib with no neighbors (ooh)

I'm takin' them pics with my haters (wow)

Don't need you to do me no favors

I be on point like a laser (ooh)

Don't think I'm sweet 'cause I'm famous (no)

My niggas cockin' and aimin' (damn, wow, bang, brrow)

Seein' things isn't a good enough excuse(gang gang gang)

When you are just sitting right there

I know you ain't just gon' stare

Bein' things you never imagined

The possibility's up in the air

I know you ain't just gon' stare