[Verse 1]
Gold and blue ribbon for the duck breast
Then I slide off, my life is like a fuck-fest
We love Guess
Polo and Gucci is like my heritage
Breaking down drums
Getting money from degenerates
?
Tryna move precisely just in case the Ds (?) greet us
I'm a monument
Dominant
Opulent
Shining
Constant elevation is the key
Forever climbing
? brought the stadiums back
This is stadium rap
My verse is matching my hat
Fuck a lap dance
I'm dancing with my dent in my lap
Peace to 3 Stacks, the white guy (?), Still Dave and Dirty
Everybody got the same gun as Paul Cursy
Doing donuts in the NSX (?) with a suspended license
Over all the oyster, pardon self, forget my vices
Fuck the nicest, we the realest
That's what the deal is
Cue you running my veins up
I'm fearless
For track Simmons and detached feelings

[Verse 2]
We placed uzis in the hands of Caesar Bourgan (?)
Shit became the cover of the album of the year
Overthrow clones, aubergine foams
Meet up in person, when we talk its no phones
Assassinate your soul
Put your body in the hole
My shooters dancing for a dollar like a hooker on the pole
Coordinated proper from my head to my feet
Rest in peace Albert Johnson
? repeat
Recline the seat after a drug deal
? couple of thousand
Disciplined and focused but you probably think I'm wildin
No ? specks in my medallion
My words are waves
This life's a beach that is surrounding