skys the limit

Lyrics

[Intro] Cars and clothes and money (Yeah) Cars and clothes and money (Yeah) Cars and clothes and money (Yeah) Cars and clothes and money (Yeah) Cars and clothes and money (Yeah) It's diamond* (Yeah) [Chorus] The racks had hit on Thursday, it feel like my birthday Remember all the old days when they did me the worst way My only goal is first place, with your bitch at home plate My heart still Mechanicsville but Southside is my birthplace I hit hoes on first dates, think she got a mental illness if she ever curvе me All my hoes got tats and piercings, oops, I forgot curvеs, hey Drivin' in that Maybach, off that Perc', I hit the curb, hey I bet I'll come in first place (Woah-woah, woah) [Verse] I could fuck your bitch on my worst day, make her tie my shoelace (Hey—hey—hey—hey) Louis Vuitton my suitcase, Tris in my cup, not Kool Aid (Hey—hey—hey—hey—hey) Run up my racks in two days, diamond* just fuckin' your boo thang (Hey—hey—hey—hey—hey) The sky really the limit, Baguettes, they flood my pendant Ferrari truck, hop in it (Ah) My style don't got no limit, your pockets stuffed up with lint and I'm stuffing mine's up with fifties (Yeah) It's gon' start with all that money, and then its gon' come respect, and then you fuck all the bitches (Yeah) I was starvin' for them hunnids and then I ran up a check and I ain't seen zero since then (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus] The racks had hit on Thursday, it feel like my birthday (Woo, woo) Remember all the old days when they did me the worst way My only goal is first place, with your bitch at home plate My heart still Mechanicsville but Southside is my birthplace I hit hoes on first dates, think she got a mental illness if she ever curve me (Woo, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) All my hoes got tats and piercings, oops, I forgot curves, hey (Bling—bling—bling—bling) Drivin' in that Maybach, off that Perc', I hit the curb, hey (Bling—bling—bling—bling) I bet I'll come in first place [Outro] I bet I'll come in first place