With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on Finna mask up, go duck dodger Face paint on like Heath, pardon my interruption Old soul, young bod, Benjamin button Hand me a wrap I can fill it with something Rock in my chair Imma be here a minute But smoking on something that make me feel lifted Hold up Only in the H will I pull up, wait Bad chick calling my phone up Wrong number hoe, I got some shit to do So I gotta go I'm in VA chilling with bro He got the smoke, got it for low I'm taking that shit and I'm flipping in higher You need some dick I'm the best supplier No Jim Carrey, ain't no Liar, Liar Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on Shits starting out to get oppressive I might have to check on the peasants Priest like a reverend But I talked to the rabbi to ease my depression See I seek out the ones who gonna help And you seek out the ones who gonna hide from the message See I don't play with the cards I was dealt I hop in the lab and then make a profession I treat the game like a double, I'm working from morning to close And throw out my rolls, and hop in the Rolls Double R baby, a rose from a rose My mom was a goddess, you know how that goes Aphrodite had the sun that arose God of fear that I properly chose So don't even come to me with all that bullshit you probably on Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on

Damn this beat so hard Aye I'm just goin' through the motions I'm like oh shit And I think I feel like Cam'ron Back in '06 I don't care 'bout your opinion Don't need your two cents Baby sit back, let me do it Don't gotta prove it Baby sit back, pay attention Want you to focus Want you to know this Murder, I know she wrote it I'm sippin' potion Mother, just like a mother Get it from her mother I love her No, I don't love her I'm indecisive Righteous My bitch, she righteous She get right quick Midas, I got the Midas Let me touch the right bitch I get flight quick I get high quick Be so sellin' dreams to me And I'm not buyin' I could say you're in my dreams sometimes But I'd be lyin' (I could say you're in my dreams sometimes, but I'd be lyin') I'm just goin' through the motions I'm like oh shit And I think I feel like Cam'ron Back in '06 I don't care 'bout your opinion Don't need your two cents Baby sit back, let me do it Don't gotta prove it Baby sit back, pay attention Want you to focus Want you to know this Murder, I know she wrote it I'm sippin' potion Mother, just like a mother Get it from her mother I love her No, I don't love her I'm indecisive She said please don't tell me no 'cause I don't like it Had to switch lanes up on that girl, she wanna ride it Glide it, don't fly it Just pay attention baby, need no compass, imma guide it Put it in her mouth, yeah, what Like some Trident Sometimes I feel like I'm just flyin' Tell me secrets, why you hidin'? Bad bitch in my ear, I think she lyin' Woahhhh, hey I'm just goin' through the motions I'm like oh shit And I think I feel like Cam'ron Back in '06 I don't care 'bout your opinion Don't need your two cents Baby sit back, let me do it Don't gotta prove it Baby sit back, pay attention Want you to focus Want you to know this Murder, I know she wrote it I'm sippin' potion Mother, just like a mother Get it from her mother I love her No, I don't love her I'm indecisive Love her, no I don't love her I'm indecisive Love her, no i don't love her I'm indecisive

With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on With all that bullshit you probably on Finna mask up, go duck dodger Face paint on like Heath, pardon my interruption Old soul, young bod, Benjamin button Hand me a wrap I can fill it with something Rock in my chair Imma be here a minute But smoking on something that make me feel lifted Hold up Only in the H will I pull up, wait Bad chick calling my phone up Wrong number hoe, I got some shit to do So I gotta go I'm in VA chilling with bro He got the smoke, got it for low I'm taking that shit and I'm flipping in higher You need some dick I'm the best supplier No Jim Carrey, ain't no Liar, Liar Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on Shits starting out to get oppressive I might have to check on the peasants Priest like a reverend But I talked to the rabbi to ease my depression See I seek out the ones who gonna help And you seek out the ones who gonna hide from the message See I don't play with the cards I was dealt I hop in the lab and then make a profession I treat the game like a double, I'm working from morning to close And throw out my rolls, and hop in the Rolls Double R baby, a rose from a rose My mom was a goddess, you know how that goes Aphrodite had the sun that arose God of fear that I properly chose So don't even come to me with all that bullshit you probably on Midas in my glove Midas, Midas in my glove Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on All of that bullshit you probably on