Pesa

And if you ain't talkin' pesa, then I'ma cut the phone off

Rap star, but my bro's gully with that sawn-off

Bricks from Marseilles, we don't speak français

Trap star, my heart skips a beat when that door knocks

If you ain't talkin' pesa, then I'ma cut the phone off

Rap star, but my bro's gully with that sawn-off

Bricks from Marseilles, we don't speak français

Trap star, my heart skips a beat when that door knocks

When I made my first bag, yo, I felt like the man

Then I made a hundred bags, it didn't fit in my hand

You're in the ends chatting shit, I'm 'round the world, blowing cash

I had a thirty in the pass, I took the bend and did the dash

When I learned how to whip the coke, I knew I'd be great

I spent four days in the mountains up in PK

Turned my phone on, I did like 12K in three days

Five-star merch, ten bags on a weekday

Ask my bro Rekky Blud, he knows I'm a sweeper

I crashed the SVR and I still made that P back

I just copped the whip and I'm really getting tea packed

Already gone clear, I ain't lacking with no G pack

Just told my hoe, "You can't bring looks to the table"

I'm a CEO, I make sure everybody's stable

I flew a whole one, your man's stuck on a eight ball

I'm young and I'm grateful

Home runs like it's baseball

And if you ain't talkin' pesa, then I'ma cut the phone off

Rap star, but my bro's gully with that sawn-off

Bricks from Marseilles, we don't speak français

Trap star, my heart skips a beat when that door knocks

If you ain't talkin' pesa, then I'ma cut the phone off

Rap star, but my bro's gully with that sawn-off

Bricks from Marseilles, we don't speak français

Trap star, my heart skips a beat when that door knocks

Got a bitch giving brain, she's going dumb

She seen my Rollie turn, now her hair's in a bun

She's flying straight out the passy when I'm done

I slide through once, then it's back to the funds

Pebs in my mouth, pebs in my socks

I'm a rapper now, let my young boys hit them shots

Not a penny in my yard cah I don't move stupid

Hoes on my case way before I had the blue tick

If you knew where my biz starts, you'd know that I flip hard

My whip's DSG, your man's pissed on a hill start

Don't chat about bricks, darg

Stamps get pissed on

I was OT when my bro got licked off

If I don't live what I rap, why you phoning for packs?

Why you phoning for work? Why you phoning for straps?

Lean in my cup, it's not

It's not yak

I don't need to drop music, but they love when I rap

And if you ain't talkin' pesa, then I'ma cut the phone off

Rap star, but my bro's gully with that sawn-off

Bricks from Marseilles, we don't speak français

Trap star, my heart skips a beat when that door knocks

If you ain't talkin' pesa, then I'ma cut the phone off

Rap star, but my bro's gully with that sawn-off

Bricks from Marseilles, we don't speak français

Trap star, my heart skips a beat when that door knocks