But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class
You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash
Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past
I'm coming here for business from you rappers, comin' to break the bank,
Hold on you can see my vision
Im fucking coming, blocking the sun
But this rap you never saw coming
Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing
So im givin you bitches to kneel for.
And i don’t wanna be a playa no more
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Keep it coming, booze, weed, hookers, im buying
Cuz im coming up still,
Lady at the frank stand will
Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party
Coming at you with a speed like im ali
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