Tolerance

I just dropped the top in the Beamer uh Diamonds shining so bright you can’t even see us woah In the party my homies sipping sangria uh I don’t love these hoes they trynna cuff me need a prenup Said I tell these f*ck boys try and keep up You balling on the gram but when you see me you won’t d up word Got a thick bitch fat ass double D cups She tell me I’m the plug and I ain’t never gotta re up word Uh, and my momma she call me reckless I get money and bitches the only thing on my checklist Spit these nice flows leave thousands of people breathless Ion like too flex but I guess that’s what’s expected of me Like high school drama don’t even phase me Got sick and tired of these shortys that trynna play me They be like thank you next but now they love me cause I'm fresh and I've got seven rings on like Brady uh uh, and that shit has a double meaning Is it really rap if it's rhyme without reason oeeh I'm high of life but my tolerance kinda heavy I'm reaping what I sow so my karma kinda heavy uh And the money comming steady Coke diamonds on my wrist that shit white like Betty uh Litteraly, I don't even wanna smoke a backwood unless I'm sipping on some lizz Smoking Bruce Banner like my name was Mark Ruffalo Lemon pepper wings, but my shorty likes buffalo I just hit the strip and copped another O These pussy rappers folding for some green, but my green can't even fold oeeh Why you flexing a stimmy like you got big bank I swim with the sharks homie, you still in the fish tank You feel like you the shit until yo ship sink That's why I stay humble only keep the bigger picture in my frame Know from this point on the game will never be the same