Double Van CLeef

Double van cleef when I hold up my wrist I know these niggas be sick of my shit Broke niggas mad I be poppin my shit To many baddies f*ck em at the ritz Whipping the pot like a granny on grits Over the stove and I'm working my wrist I don't condone in no middle man shit He sent some shots but you know that he missed I sent the killers to hit on a scammer Demons bang red like they playing for bama Entourage full of these trappers and scammers Yeah I got comfortable being a scammer I be to comfortable with all the killers I'm gonna fold in a room with glorilla You just be talking don't really know demons All of my niggas they really know drillers Pushing the lamb now im shitting on poverty I got a realtor looking at property Vinchey on Marni I'm doing it properly Mix match designer you know that I'm pop'n it Brick price in half so you know that I'm copping it CAB gang gotta know ain't no stopping it She want some money and I want some head My next van cleef im gone cop it in red Smack a new yacht now my wrist is a Cuban Go to skyami and go shoot a movie Ain't talking cash shi that's when you lose me Double van cleef when I hold up my wrist I know these niggas be sick of my shit Broke niggas mad I be poppin my shit To many baddies f*ck em at the ritz Whipping the pot like a granny on grits Over the stove and I'm working my wrist I don't condone in no middle man shit He sent some shots but you know that he missed I sent the killers to hit on a scammer Demons bang red like they playing for bama Entourage full of these trappers and scammers Yeah I got comfortable being a scammer I be to comfortable with all the killers I'm gonna fold in a room with glorilla You just be talking don't really know demons All of my niggas they really know drillers Keeping it P Buy my bitch a new goyard Bal harbor shopping Designer mix matching Call me a mogul when mentioning fashion Dropping these tracks now my voice everlasting Gold on my body I look like a pharoah You add me up see expensive apparel Louis V shopping before I go to dinner Double van cleef when I hold up my wrist I know these niggas be sick of my shit Broke niggas mad I be poppin my shit To many baddies f*ck em at the ritz Whipping the pot like a granny on grits Over the stove and I'm working my wrist