MASTERMIND

Lyrics

[Intro: Scene from Belly, Warhol.ss] Come on with the bullshit, man You think another motherfucker know what you need to do? Ain't no purpose, dawg It's money, we born to fuckin' die, man In the meantime, get money Yeah Big 3 2, they know what the fuck goin' on, man Dumb-ass nigga Yuh [Chorus: Warhol.ss] I be bending corners in the steamer, clean I be with the drip and you won't see me in McQueen I be on my mastermind time, what you think Triple stacking styrofoam cups, when we cheers, it ain't no clink On FaceTime with [Bleezy] and the feds send him bread every week [?] they don't bе coming how I'm coming I still own my own [?], I don't need nobody or nothing [Verse 1: Warhol.SS] I don't want no favors from these niggas, they want crеdit I tell them that shit once, stand on it 'cause I said it She suck me in that Chevy Organized crime, this shit Belly I'll put you on some money, make you rich if you just let me Chickens in the kitchen, skillet fryin' fish I had more respect for you 'til you turned bitch Ricky [?] basics on my feet, they cost a [?] Five percent the spaceship, but I sent her a Lyft Truly can't be fucked with, I'm stuck with it That lil' bitch you feining for, I'm done with it Nevermind, I pass, I just hit it, wasn't serious Pillow talkin' to these hoes 'bout me 'cause you curious Keep this shit a thousand, I be hustlin' 'til this money pilin' over Realest in my section, the biggest touch the culture Free smoke, this shit for everybody like it's Oprah Drop the six in up in this [?] like I'm tryna force a coma [Verse 2: oym] Yeah You gon' hear [?] You need to work, place the order He think he on that, but I'm smarter Talkin' bottles, meet the farmer Sipped a pint, I'm moving calmer He tried to kick down my crib, I had to kill a robber That's a free body Put that bitch on the jet, take her somewhere tropic Niggas hate me 'cause I bought up all the wocky Nigga wanna take some, then he gotta pop me I be slurring all the drank, I don't drink no coffee Asian bitch hold my stick, but she ain't hold them Pocky Fifty bottles in the trunk, I can't drive sloppy Do you see what I'm wearin', it ain't hard to spot me Off the syrup, did a [?], robbed the nigga calmly Seven ways to count up, I got plenty options For that petty lil' chain, man done really crossed me One up top, 31 sliding with a glocky She seen the [?] on the way, hopped in and topped me Yeah, that's how I'm comin' Yeah, that's how I'm comin' I ain't [?], nigga, I just count the money I just count the money [Outro: Warhol.SS] I be bending corners in the steamer, clean I be with the drip and you won't see me in McQueen I be on my mastermind time, what you think Triple stacking styrofoam cups, when we cheers, it ain't no clink On FaceTime with [Bleezy] and the feds send him bread every week