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I'm a god I feel like Carti sip a lotta red

Got some bars and hella molly in my Prada bag

If the police come I'm running it ain't no discussion

Tryna make a living counting money sipping Robitussin

Highest in the building, get some money, get some dough or something

Bro just get some money, get some dough, or kick the door or something

How it snow in summer?

Sniffing coke with hundreds

Fuck that hoe I love her

Sitting on my Gucci buckle

I just got a bad bitch, think I need another

Said her father wasn't there, he a motherfucker

I'm a god I feel like Carti sip a lotta red

Got some bars and hella psychedelics in my Prada bag

Wallet overflowing, water dripping, spend a lotta cash

My new bitch, she love it when I trip, she got a lotta ass

I'm a god I feel like Carti never sipping green

Why you rapping 'bout it when you never really sipping lean?

Why you flexing money when you crying 'bout the shipping fee?

I got hella profit but he's dying if I'm missing weed

I want you to do it if I tell you what the mission be

Taking drugs like I won't ever die the way I'm mixing beans

I'ont really feel her but I know it if she feeling me

I won't ever miss her but I know she always missing me

I got money in my hands

I got money in my pants

So much money in my pockets

Made her do the money dance

I got twenties in a band

I give hundreds to my fans

I'm addicted to the money

Money got me in a trance

(Trap Maison)

I'm a god I feel like Carti sip a lotta red

Got some bars and hella molly in my Prada bag

Liquid E I keep to me, it's not a common med

Lost some money and said fuck it, went and got it back

I'm a god I feel like Carti sip a lotta red

Got some bars and hella psychedelics in my Prada bag

Wallet overflowing, water dripping, spend a lotta cash

My new bitch, she love it when I trip, she got a lotta ass

Sick as fuck

I ain't talking coughing but I'm sipping cups

Sipping tuss

I'ont have a problem I just mix it up

Taking drugs

Popping Adderall cause that's my favorite one

Making fun of every single rapper say I make it up

I'm a deity off acid with some GHB

Don't bother telling me to stop, that's what it mean to me

I see you peakin at the snow, but it ain't free to ski

I just threw my heater out cause fuck it, I'ont need degrees

(John Bonham's playing Moby Dick for real)

For real

Whole time spent nodding, poured a whole seal

I just ate her ass out

That's a whole meal

Labels tryna get my fucking masters, that's a no deal

(John Bonham's playing Moby Dick for real)

For real

I just listened to his music, it got no appeal

She just took a half

I took a whole pill

Now she off of three on her knees

Made the hoe kneel

(For real, for real, I'm taking more pills)

(For real, for real, just poured a whole seal)

(For real, for real, I'm taking more pills)

(For real, poured a whole seal)