Boastful Lyrics

Can you see me now

Yeah I'm balling out

Bad bitch in the all black with her ass out

Doubled up the blue

Yeah you know the rule

Bitch I take donations if you wanna bet on me to lose

I like the luxury

But my girl be different

I don't rock designer but she only want Balenciaga

So I drop a stack

Ain't a thing to me

I make that back in like a day from gains of BTC

Bitch I'm back

Cut the slack

Bitch just sit back and relax

Yeah you wack

Give me flack

You just mad I got the bag

You just mad I got the bag

Played my cards right

And now look at this

C B A C K got a baddy counting up the tips

No I ain't a fib

Turbos in the whip

Got the windows tinted so my girly can suck on my dick

Rockin Stan Smiths

Or the Pegasus

Turbo on my feet can't decide I got too many kicks

Fuck a Hypebeast

Shit ain't even me

I rock what I like and I don't care if they resell a G

Bitch you seeing me

Man I wish you could

But your bitch ass ain't allowed inside this gated neighborhood

I like this life better

Keep it to myself

Yeah you know I'm private I don't really wanna spread my wealth

Except to the team

And the BC

Keep my day ones up to speed with how I'm moving through the weeds

Chronic depression

Bitch I got chronic obsession

Cuz I ain't settle for less than absolute perfection you bitch