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The lyrics paint a picture of a lavish and hedonistic lifestyle, centered around wealth, women, and substances. The narrator boasts about material possessions like Lamborghinis and Raris, contrasting them with a past where he was "not picking cotton." This juxtaposition highlights a journey from hardship to extreme affluence, where money dictates interactions and experiences. The repeated emphasis on "splurging" and paying "cash" underscores a mindset of unrestrained spending and immediate gratification. The narrator appears to be reveling in the spoils of his success, unconcerned with consequences or external judgment. A central tension arises from the narrator's embrace of excess while acknowledging imperfection. He admits to not being "perfect" and still taking "perky," suggesting a duality of enjoying a high-octane life while grappling with its potential downsides. The lyrics also touch on a transactional view of relationships, particularly with women, where physical attributes are admired and desires are met with material offerings. Phrases like "I like 'em natural, I like the surgery" and the descriptions of sexual encounters suggest a detached, objectifying perspective, where pleasure is pursued without deep emotional investment. The craft of the lyrics leans heavily on vivid, if sometimes jarring, imagery and a rapid-fire delivery of boasts. The line "chains on my neck like a slave but I'm not picking cotton" is particularly striking, using a powerful historical contrast to emphasize his current freedom from past struggles, albeit through a controversial comparison. The recurring motif of "closing the circle" and "overlapping circles" could suggest a focus on consolidating his inner group or perhaps a cyclical nature to his lifestyle. The raw, unfiltered language, including explicit descriptions and drug references, aims to convey an authentic, unapologetic portrayal of his reality. Ultimately, these lyrics are effective because they tap into a fantasy of unbridled success and freedom from constraints. The narrator's confidence, the sheer volume of material wealth described, and the unapologetic embrace of pleasure create an intoxicating narrative. The writing doesn't shy away from the potentially darker aspects of this lifestyle, such as the "demons" and "rotten" kush smell, but frames them as part of the price of admission to this exclusive world. It's a snapshot of a life lived at maximum volume, where every indulgence is a testament to how far the narrator has come.

Offset - Rap, USA

Double R*

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Lyrics from Snippet & MV Snippet [Chorus] Double R, closing the curtain She suck it and slurping, I like how she work it I'm walking through Jersey, I'm dripping, I'm surfing I overlap circle, I'm closing my circle I put down the purp, went and got to working I told her I ain't perfect, I still pop a perky I like 'em natural, I like the surgery Don't give a fuck, I'ma pull up, I'm splurging it Bought Lamborghinis, I pull up with chains on my neck like a slave but I'm not picking cotton Hang with some demons, they popping them xans and that lean so don't look 'em straight in they eye The kush smell rotten, I just bought a Rari I signed the dotted linе with Kiari I'm paying cash 'cause I don't like bargaining She got a ass and I'm folding it, margining it [Verse] I'm going blind from thе money, I'm seeing my car European, I swipe with no [?] She want some Hen', send me the pin I send her a Uber, she telling her friend Fuck by the two and I know they ain't twins Tequila shots 'till her head start spinning I give 'em racks 'cause I'm not stingy, yeah Might get a bitch a [?], yeah I got no package at the low, he stingy Cut that boy up, he ain't spinning no [?] Cartier wrist with my Cartier lenses Come to my show and they start up a frenzy Leather pants on, rockstar like Lenin I been getting money, yeah, since the beginning Count up a hundred and then I start grinning Bitches on bitches on bitches, got plenty Took off the top of the coupe and I told her to take off her bra I ain't fucking her raw Fuck what it cost, I just talked to the boss I done bought me a loft that oversee by the north I'm balling like Spalding, I'm balling like [?] Them bitches be calling and calling and calling (Brrt) She [?] by the [?], I'm wiping my collar I gotta be proper, I'm wearing this Prada Them shooters be stalking I just took a jet from Bermuda to Boston I'm freshest to death, you could put me in coffin [?] the cost of [?] when them diamonds start talking From the start to the bottom, the top, we ain't falling Shit on a hater, don't give 'em a [?] I got more money and I got more knowledge I thank God I didn't go to college, my money [?] (Let's go) [Chorus] Double R, closing the curtain She suck it and slurping, I like how she work it I'm walking through Jersey, I'm dripping, I'm surfing I overlap circle, I'm closing my circle I put down the purp, went and got to working I told her I ain't perfect, I still pop a perky I like 'em natural, I like the surgery Don't give a fuck, I'ma pull up, I'm splurging it Bought Lamborghinis, I pull up with chains on my neck like a slave but I'm not picking cotton Hang with some demons, they popping them xans and that lean so don't look 'em straight in they eye The kush smell rotten, I just bought a Rari I signed the dotted line with Kiari I'm paying cash 'cause I don't like bargaining She got a ass and I'm folding it, margining it

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Writers: Offset
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Double R*

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