Exotic! Lyrics

See that cash on the table, I take that shit

And I hate that hoe, but I love that bitch

Don't play with the boss, I stay with my cross

I stay with the fire, I hop out the Rari, it's hard

Got Gucci glasses, can't see through the tint

And shout out my demons, who stay in the mix

Stick in this bitch and I'm hitting your bitch

Got meat in this bitch, we staying classic

We got high fashion if she want Celine

I make it happen, nah I'm really capping

Now I'm really rapping

He said that he better than me, and now I'm really laughing

So tell me what happened

When niggas pulled up

You was running your mouth, but you stopped all that chatting

I'm on top of the world and I feel like Aladdin

I go to the bank and my wallet excited

I smoke exotic, she wanna get erotic

Hop in that pussy, that shit look aquatic

Niggas trap on the block, selling narcotic

You say you a demon, but you not demonic

Fuckin' this hoe, she act so psychotic

You chasing the bag and I already got it

We not the same, they know my name

Shut the fuck up boy you know you a lame

See that cash on the table, I take that shit

And I hate that hoe, but I love that bitch

Don't play with the boss, I stay with my cross

I stay with the fire, I hop out the Rari it's hard

Got Gucci glasses, can't see through the tint

And shout out my demons, who stay in the mix

Stick in this bitch and I'm hitting your bitch

Got meat in this bitch, we staying classic

We got high fashion if she want Celine

I make it happen, nah I'm really capping

Now I'm really rapping, he said that he better than me

And now I'm really laughing, so tell me what happened

When niggas pulled up, you was running your mouth

But you stopped all that chatting

I'm on top of the world and I feel like Aladdin

I go to the bank and my wallet excited