Lookin’ for some action
His highness, signing in
My gun your scars, your wrist your calls
They left the keys to the brand new porsche
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
His highness thrives refined like viruses
We're still feeling the promise, some nights i kill 'em with kindness
Applause is my tinnitus, your highness my name is christopher titus
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
Your family, your friends,
Of your image, your touch, your laugh
When you let that nigga grab your naked ass
Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby
His highness higher than you could ever be
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