Fortunate ft. Kanye West, Dreezy & CHLLER Lyrics

Fortunate ft. Kanye West, Dreezy & CHILLER - The Game

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Yo, Ye

Yo

Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up

On my way

Aight

Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop

'Cause I'm a G.O.A.T. in the roadster, sandlot

Big dawg, baseball, sniff' it 'til your face off

Only makin' short stops, the Apple call me A-Rod

This is thirty for thirty, out the six-god

Everybody Thanos 'til you show up with a hit squad

Brick squad, ten-seventeen out the trunk

Timbaland know the chopper go bra-rum-ba-bum-bum

Billie Eilish, I go stylish, Ivan Drago

Wrist rocky, nigga, I go viral

Suicidal doors up, touch the Eiffel

On a cross next to Yeezy like they crucified you

Michael, Michael Jordan, Tyson, Michael Myers

Grab the mic and I'm a killer for hire, man

On the freeway, dippin' with IMA

Don Cheadle when I'm grippin' the iron, man

Ye

I'm him, I'm him

I'm, I'm, I'm him, I'm him

I might have to drop the Yeezy swim

Just, just to get Yeezy to swim

She said Yeezy need to drop it in her windpipe (Her windpipe)

Still ain't met a ho that I didn't wife (Didn't wife)

"Since his momma passed, he ain't been right" (Been right)

Rich nigga shit, this a different life (Different life)

Shit too cloudy, where you get your ice? (Get your ice)

Old school Audi, man, that shit nice (Shit nice)

Two joints hangin' off the balcony

If a another bitch give me The Alchemy

Tell me this her favorite book what I'm 'bout to see

What, what, what, what

How many niggas had it out for me?

Did you tell your girlfriends that you down to leave? (To leave)

You so fortunate

'Cause we doin' it big, notorious

You so fortunate

You got a picture with Ye without forcin' it

You so fortunate

She the drink champ, she Nore'd it

I could tell, I could, I could tell (She the G.O.A.T)

I could tell, I could, I could tell

Ayy, I'm so fortunate

I put the stars in the ceilin' like a ornament

Yeah, hour-glass body so proportionate

I'm under thirty with a thirty like the Forbes and shit

You know I'm with The Game if all my niggas throwin' up the letter B (The letter B)

You know I'm with Ye when I say it ain't nothin' that you tellin' me

Make a white nigga switch his PornHub to ebony

I went from barrettes in the Chi' to keepin' that Beretta clean (Beretta clean)

Like fuck a bank, I count it like calculators

We movin' one step ahead of you, every move calculated

Don't ask me about the opps, we slid, they evacuated

You come on the block, you gotta check in like a baggage claim, nigga

Big Dreez (Big Dreez)

Timbo the king

Nigga, Ye had us in Miami writin' for a month

We kept a sixteen to two

I told her give me neck like flamingos

Tú tienes novio, Numinatti lingo

Diamonds like a stripper name, star like Ringo

I'm with Ye lookin' for a Christian to mingle

Gray sweats, mink coat

They gon' see the AK-47 talkin' all that jazz, I'm Kirilenko

Last night, I was in the Chi', sippin' Barefoot

How I end up all the way in Paris with a pink toe?

Just got a passport, ain't even ask for it

When you run around with Ye, he got the cash for it (Cash for it)

Balenciaga in the living room (In the living room)

I ain't even open the box yet

Boxcar, box cutter, got these niggas boxed in

What you expect from a nigga out the projects?

No contest (Contest), I told her, "In bed, I'm Embiid

You just gotta trust the process" (Process)

You so fortunate

'Cause we doin' it big, notorious

You so fortunate

You got a picture with Ye without forcin' it

You so fortunate

She the drink champ, she Nore'd it

I could tell, I could, I could tell (She the G.O.A.T)

I could tell, I could, I could tell

I could tell, I could, I could tell

I could tell, I could, I could tell