Huh?
We got London On Da Track
It's Guwop!
Huh?
It's Gucci
21, 21
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Too fuckin' cocky, baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
I got so many M's in my bank account, I can't even count 'em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can't even mount 'ema
Too many zeros with 'sace pillows in my Phantom
Too many bad bitches, I don't cuff 'em, I just hand them (21)
Off like a lay-up, I don't got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth's Chris, she told me that I'm way up
I already back for seconds, I ain't even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned ems and then I put my bay up
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain't take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
All my diamonds carrots, 'dem lil pointers be two lil
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup they 'bout to spill
Too fuckin' cocky baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Too fuckin' cocky baby, I'm so fuckin' cocky
Too fuckin' cocky baby, I'm too fuckin' cocky
Too fuckin' cocky baby, I feel like I'm Rocky
Huh?
How you gone play D, You can't even take D
Too many fake me's
Way to many fake daps, way to many fake '$APs
And I put it on me, and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve 'em like the other team
You can still hear the sneaks (swoosh)
Ballin' in some Dungarees
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but thats only overseas
I'm the one who oversees shit,