Masterpiece

Lyrics

[Intro] That's how we playing it (1WayKay, you went off on this bitch) [Chorus] Yeah, I get scam money, never had no weekly salary Off-White Mona Lisa x Margiela, I'm a gallery Bitch don't know no English, only think she say is, "Bali me" I like model bitches, every one I hit a masterpiece If he fucking with me, he must not be from the galaxy Christian Loubies on me with the spikes, I got cactus feet She know I got pape' so yo bitch everywhere my mattress be BAPE hoodie with the stick hidden, it's Assassin's Creed [Verse 1] 7.62s'll give a drеadhead a Taki top Lil' Mist'll throw you on the moon, that's a Wocky pop Thinking I'm a lick, the quickеst way to get you lollipopped Probably punch more than Chuck Liddell in the octagon Haters, they gon' hate so I tend not to listen much Sprite black, what was gang thinking when he mixed this up? 2021 lit, that's if you don't miss this run Every time my text, I told her she can kiss my butt Yeah, okay, I'm exclusive now Hundred punches in my repertoire, I'm abusive now When them federalies on my ass, I'm elusive now Big-ass 7.62s if we shoot the opps I can teach you the ways, bitch, I'm sensei Stan Left his ass holey, we done let the blick say amen You ain't SB or the Lab, you can't shake my hand Cut the rich cap, you ain't even seen 10K, man I got more dough than Pillsbury, I can up roll Bitch, I can be Daffy, still wouldn't duck smoke Every bitch could break the fucking law, I wouldn't cuff hoes Could be blind as hell but if I see him, he get stumped on If you running up, I hope that you can juke the hit stick If it's up, we catch him in that Uber, we gon' lift it Scam, swipe, trap, gang and them a bunch of misfits Only thing I'm ever thinking 'bout is to get rich [Chorus] Yeah, I get scam money, never had no weekly salary Off-White Mona Lisa x Margiela, I'm a gallery Bitch don't know no English, only think she say is, "Bali me" I like model bitches, every one I hit a masterpiece If he fucking with me, he must not be from the galaxy Christian Loubies on me with the spikes, I got cactus feet She know I got pape' so yo bitch everywhere my mattress be BAPE hoodie with the stick hidden, it's Assassin's Creed [Verse 2] Shh, snuck the blick in the function Thinking, "How the fuck am I rich all the sudden?" She gon' fuck when she see my kit 'cause it's busting Jack after jack, getting rich with my Muslims This a real life warzone, boy, the D scorching Little-ass Honda, boy, that whip got like three horses Off-White 1's cost about twenty-three Forces Punch, scam, slide, buddy, I can teach three courses Dee tripping, Tron' tripping, bitch, I'm tripping Ride around with tools but the beef what we not fixing Nah, if it's smoke, RIP bro, we gon' pop niggas I can put a play in motion, I'm the scam Doc Rivers Bougie lil' bitch get all Dior when I shop with her Could never cuff a bitch because I'm knowing all these thots slither Difference between us is she gon' fuck 'cause I'ma lot richer Fake ID convinced the clerk that I'm Tom Richards [Chorus] Yeah, I get scam money, never had no weekly salary Off-White Mona Lisa x Margiela, I'm a gallery Bitch don't know no English, only think she say is, "Bali me" I like model bitches, every one I hit a masterpiece If he fucking with me, he must not be from the galaxy Christian Loubies on me with the spikes, I got cactus feet She know I got pape' so yo bitch everywhere my mattress be BAPE hoodie with the stick hidden, it's Assassin's Creed