30K Paintings

Bang when it's in, boy, we slavin' that house (it's slavin' house)

I came with a band of champagne in my mouth

You would think my **** crippled, all this cane in the house

It's a thirty thousand dollar painting framed in my house (let's get to work)

I been gettin' to this cheese, ain't no secret, Jack (ain't no secret)

Water on me, I look like I caught the FEMA bag

Keep a loose dub on me, I might just treat a rat

Scoop her from your crib, knock her down and I'ma bring her back (I'ma bring her back)

Okay, let's say I let this **** make a run for me (let's just say)

This shit so tight right now, he fuck around and run from me (damn)

That shit be dumb to me, I gotta get it done, money

Say these **** dumb money, yeah, these **** bums money (fantastic)

Twenty-five hundred on this bitch, Chanel blouse

So ironic, ring cam posted on the bale house

Couple Digi-Scales out, couple J's on the sofa

Luxury striker action, show the Range off the Rover

I got blower every whip I'm in, double every brick I get

Trouble every bitch I hit, they love me and they miss this dick

Rip my ****'s scam, I'm mad as fuck, my **** miss this shit

High as **** slappin' and they plug's even limited (you know, yeah, ayy)

Bang though (bang), I water whip with diamonds on, you see a rainbow (see a rainbow)

B-B-Broad Day, them **** hop out in the raincoat (raincoat)

You keep pourin' out all the work, you need some drain-o (drain)

Bad bitch, pussy sweet like mango (mango)

Young **** havin' switches and Durangos

C-C-Can't be ballin', blockin' ****, shake your chains though (shake your chains though)

It be hard to duck the feds because the paint glow, yeah (because the paint glow)

Half a million in the month, wrap money up front

I tell a rich bitch to just shut up and roll blunts

I'll treat her like a clean brick, at least I hit it once

I can press four quarters, make a ho fifty points

It's like I chop a boss key out with all this paint on my clothes (paint on my)

Margiela with the gallery, they ain't seen this before

You know Mr. Wavy Gang sippin', leanin' on the boat (babe)

The exhaust spin, fire burnin' tight, leavin' smoke

I got a twist and I had to take you back, rolled into a coma (yeah)

I'm jumpin' out the Urus, lay low with the aroma (yeah)

It get lonely at the top, how ironic, I'm a loner (I'm a loner)

You out here keep it on you, we get cold as Minnesota (cold)

I come from .5, switchin' glad rap

Teach you talkin', better have that or you get laughed at (you get laughed at)

Pull up on me, hold on, bag back, I'm with that Wagon out (right here)

If you happy, I ain't mad at all, I had to trip to bed

Hold on, go get a bag, like my **** JR

I'm in the projects back then with this mini AR (mini AR)

She had to gas up, she sent the Cribs too far (she went too far)

2025, this a two-door Charger (this a two-door Charger)

Winners buy respect, smash the beef like Natasha (yeah)

Nephew catchin' hats, he used to swing at pinatas (swear)

I could care less, I do this shit to remind him

Louie so exclusive, look like Pusha T closet, ****

Bang when it's in, boy, we slave in the house

I came with a band of champagne in my mouth

You would think my **** crippled, all this cane in the house

It's a thirty-thousand dollar painting framed in my house

(Framed in my house, framed in my house)