Imagine (Solo Version)

Lyrics

[Intro:] They treat me like a king now Imagine if I had a bust down Scheming round town In a drop top with the top back How does that sound, young nigga All Baped up from the lace up They hate us They hate us [Verse 1:] My pockets on excel Got these bitches, still wantin' to exhale Birds in the back dripping like Mextel And the paint job lookin' like wet nails Patek Phillipe say that's too much sauce Copping shit for days and still don't know the cost Poppin tags on brands that they cannot pronounce Don't call me up when I'm fucking your spouse I still do shit like that now Imagine if I had a pocket full of bands Young nigga with the tall stacks bussing rubber bands off the tall racks Suicide doors on that coupe flex, suicide doors on that coupe flex Suicide doors on that coupe flex, suicide doors on that coupe flex [Pre-Chorus:] Got stars in my ceiling, got stars in my ceiling Star i'm the villian, Star i'm the villian Chilling wit yo bitch dawg, cuz im rich dawg, cuz im motherfucking rich dawg Got you fuck niggas pissed off [Chorus:] Imagine the watch is phillipe and the pool it be flooded with hoes VVS on my neck and my wrist they like look at that young nigga glow Bitches they see me they know, niggas they see me they know Bitches they see me they know, niggas they see me they know Imagine the watch is phillipe and the pool it be flooded with hoes VVS on my neck and my wrist they like look at that young nigga glow Bitches they see me they know, niggas they see me they know Bitches they see me they know, niggas they see me they know [Verse 2:] Flex on a hoe I bet if my watch was phillipe and she roll with her friend I could flex on em both, you know it go It's a pity that niggas don't wanna see me, riding thru the city I'm pulling out all the bities Bitches love me, got your bitch all up in the crib, pull up foreign, pour her heart out in the whip Now I got a rollie all the bad bitches now they know me The bitches I'm fucking amazing just look at the ones that was fucking the old me I'm in the two door chilling rolls niggas don't know who in it Real niggas winning, like this is the life young nigga [Pre-Chorus:] Got stars in my ceiling, got stars in my ceiling Star I'm the villian, Star I'm the villian Chilling wit yo bitch dawg, cuz I'm rich dawg, cuz I'm motherfucking rich dawg Got you fuck niggas pissed off [Chorus:] Imagine the watch is phillipe and the pool it be flooded with hoes VVS on my neck and my wrist they like look at that young nigga glow Bitches they see me they know, niggas they see me they know Bitches they see me they know, niggas they see me they know Imagine the watch is phillipe and the pool it be flooded with hoes VVS on my neck and my wrist they like look at that young nigga glow Bitches they see me they know niggas they see me they know Bitches they see me they know niggas they see me they know