Fiji

niggas switching around me, i'm still the same though

don't let these B***h niggas rub you the wrong way bro

in and out of town, airplane mode

putting all my niggas on the payroll

got it on my own shit, papa was a boss man

now i look around, i'm the boss man

it ain't what you telling us, it's how you come across fam

whipping like i'm stirring in a sauce pan

they don't wanna see me shine, i'mma shine every time that you see me

got the cotton mouth from the adderall pop and i think i need a fiji

look

now i need the cake with all the garnishes