Private Locations!

Lyrics

[Intro] You're the king It ain't but two things people tryna do to ya They either bowin' to you, or they tryna taken you down (Ha) One of the two [Chorus] Black and white diamonds, it's fuck segregation Bentley was the glow-up, but the Rolls was more spacious Fourteen karat gold, got this ho in amazement I link all my hoes out in private locations When your life up-forward, you get more expectations Seven years ago, I was submittin' applications I've got enough saved for, like, four generations When you rich and bored, you take hoes on vacation I just want your throat, I don't want no rеlations Watch out 'cause these hoеs'll have you burnt like cremation Sippin' on this lean, havin' slow conversations I believe envy was a poor man's creation [Verse] Hope she got a twin, she came with variations She know I'm a vibe, she love our situation Fuck you good, but I don't need more obligations She nothin' like my last one, there's no correlation My new bitch so fine, she came with a citation 'Shrooms every week, she said she love my vibrations You fuck a lame nigga, that's a cool violation You gon' have to come up with a good explanation I done came a long way, I've been in God's graces Came up out the dirt, all the trials, tribulations Fuck the ones that doubted, this a whole celebration They'd take a shot for me, just like immunisation We fuck hoes together, got a good lil' rotation Shawty, you a vibe, I can't even explain it Lil' nigga, stay focused on your destination You've just gotta know that you're headin' for greatness It's gon' take a while, you've gotta have a lil' patience Keep your head high, so you don't have limitations Always be yourself, niggas whole imitations I've got this lil' bitch, and they be more horned than Raven Got another one out in Connecticut, New Haven Said she got a girl, I'm tryna add her to the equation Grippin' on that plastic, get your ass kicked like Raiden Rockstar life, I could've joined Iron Maiden [Chorus] Black and white diamonds, it's fuck segregation Bentley was the glow-up, but the Rolls was more spacious Fourteen karat gold, got this ho in amazement I link all my hoes out in private locations When your life up-forward, you get more expectations Seven years ago, I was submittin' applications I've got enough saved for, like, four generations When you rich and bored, you take hoes on vacation I just want your throat, I don't want no relations Watch out 'cause these hoes'll have you burnt like cremation Sippin' on this lean, havin' slow conversations I believe envy was a poor man's creation