Mink Miu Miu boots got me tip toeingLeather sweatpants, that's Rick OwensSkinny so the blick showingSemi with the dick showingPrivate 757 big BoeingTell my pilot I say "Get going"Yellow bone with me, skin glowingOf course her friend joinThey do what I say, they be 10-4'in and ain't no Venmo'inLight the J like I be Leno'in, the bae I'm ignoringBlow the paper like a vent blowing, just like some lint blowingIt's Tunechio Clericuzio kitchen in the studioSoft top double R, that's the Ricky RubioBeautiful diamonds dancing likе they're in a musicalOptical illusional, Jordan pharmaceuticals[Interlude]Ooh yеah wait, fuck is my lighter?Ooh wait mmm yeah, uh[Chorus]And that's Lil T on the audio, uhWe like Luigi and Mario, uhEvery bar be like a bar of soap, uhEvery flow be like a marble floor, uhUsed to buy weed by the corner store, uhBuy whole pounds of Master P, uhI'm a roll me a Lil Romeo, waitUh, yeah, uh, yeahThat chef boy'r T and he on the stove, yeahWe like Luigi and Mario, yeahEvery bar be like a bar of soap, yeahEvery flow be like a marble floor, yeahWe tote styrofoams and we comatose, yeahI Buy a pound of some Master P, yeahI'm a roll me a Lil Romeo, wait[Verse 2]Last night I had a fight with my sleepI guess the coke got in my pores from touching all the bricksSo I just wrapped 'em up and wrote Tyson on eachI got 'em biting ears and biting their teethI'm talking 'bout that good snow, temp lowDon't be surprised if I sneezeExcuse me, god bless me, thank youSocks on the coupe cover the anklesI'm driving so fast I might sprain 'emThey be tryna bite the style like a caimanBut we know it's all Wayne's, no DamonOnly God can judge me, Jesus piece on in my arraignmentFuck you talkin' bout? Explain itDana Dane chains on, looking sweeter than a DanishPainting pictures with his guts, artistic geniusI stand back and admire my art and kiss my fingersAnd in God I trust, *mwah*My nina say she wanna get her body doneBefore I load the gun I told my bullets "All we got is us"Lambi on blades, propellers, blunt long as CoachellaMother knows best and daddy don't know no betterI know you smell him, it's Young Tunechi CocaMy uncle Rufus just OD'ed, we burning down the dope houseThis shit calamitous, animalsAnd they all with the shit, unanimousI'm sicker than an ambulanceI'm shittin' like a baby that got sick of all the pamperingShe foreign, YugoslavianI throw this dick and she gon' act like I just threw a javelinOoh, wait, yeah yeah, uh[Chorus]And that's Lil T on the audio, uhWe like Luigi and Mario, uhEvery bar be like a bar of soap, uhEvery flow be like a marble floor, uhUsed to buy weed by the corner store, uhBuy whole pounds of Master P, uhI'm a roll me a Lil Romeo, waitUh, yeah, uh, yeahThat chef boy'r T and he on the stove, yeahWe like Luigi and Mario, yeahEvery bar be like a bar of soap, yeahEvery flow be like a marble floor, yeahWe tote styrofoams and we comatose, yeahI buy a pound of some Master P, yeahI'm a roll me a Lil Romeo, wait