Ayy man, the-, the fuck you ain′t hearing no fucking

Fuck am I doing? Getting this money

Goddamn, praise the lord (Woah)

Bought land, conquistador

Mad man, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I′m doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I'm Robert Patekson

I′m getting bread, you crumbly

I got baguette, she getting so fugly

I′m getting cash, so kiss on my ass

And suck on my balls from front to the back, bitch

Mm-mm-mm, she loving it

Penis is hard, my condom in love with me

Two thousand messages, all of them girls

Hand on the testament, buy her new pearls

No way, get my bag up, sell my kidney

Yes I'm pampered, I ain′t pissy

Watch my meat spin, make her dizzy

Need no reason, I ain't picky

I bought a house in Greece

I don′t know why, might have to lease it out

Gucci you know, it don't crease (huh)

Why did the beat cut out?

Hey, turn that shit back up

Way, up her labia

Pay, main stage India

Say, ain′t no way we up

Goddamn, praise the lord (woah)

Bought land, conquistador

Mad man, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I'm doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won′t die, I′m Robert Patekson

I'm getting bag to Baghdad

I still recline, I′m in a Maybach

Still getting cash, I'm getting jared

I rented a PJ, throwing some racks, I′m up in the sky

I cannot drive, my shit is too high

I'm wiping my ass, it′s 25 ply

Up in the France sinning, I'ma go blind (on god)

And my car park only fit two but I bought three so I need more space

And everything you say I've said before

You paraphrasing lil′ bitch (uh, uh)

Hey, turn that shit back up

Way, up her labia

Pay, main stage India

Say, ain′t no way we up

Goddamn, praise the lord (woah)

Bought land, conquistador

Mad man, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I′m doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I′m Robert Patekson

Goddamn, praise the lord (woah)

Bought land, conquistador

Mad man, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I′m doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I'm Robert Patekson