Manifest Testo
Testo Manifest
Yeah, we sippin' on champagne up on PJ
Got caviar up on my plate ‘cause it's cheat day
And I just need some shit we call, and it's on replay
And I just made a hundred thousand on a weekday
I just got another Grammy on my birthday
I sold out another tour on my worst days
I just got a brand new Birkin bag for her place
I know you see me on them charts, I'm in first place
Yeah, I got a pretty little thing, that's my wife, yeah, I love her Bought a pretty little ring, yeah, know she gon' love it
Got a brand whip, and you know that I'ma drive it away
Yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sell up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twenty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama, yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sеll up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twеnty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama
(Just look at me)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Yeah, I just said some shit on Twitter, now I'm trendin', fuck Said some shit online and then they bent it, fuck
I know there's some shit they wanna mention
You know I'ma spread shit, on my plane, I'm extended
Yeah, we only gettin' started
Tell me, why does everybody think I'm heartless?
Dropped out of school, now I'ma make this shit regardless
You know my name ‘cause I'm the one who works the hardest, yeah
And guess who just made Forbes list
I got a business, I'm the boss, yeah, I'm important
Don't got a phone ‘cause I don't want nobody callin'
Got my own show, I just heart I'm on the shortlist, oh, yeah
Yeah, I got a pretty little thing, that's my wife, yeah, I love her
Bought a pretty little ring, yeah, know she gon' love it
Got a brand whip, and you know that I'ma drive it away
Yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sell up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twenty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama, yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sell up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twenty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama
(Just look at me)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Got caviar up on my plate ‘cause it's cheat day
And I just need some shit we call, and it's on replay
And I just made a hundred thousand on a weekday
I just got another Grammy on my birthday
I sold out another tour on my worst days
I just got a brand new Birkin bag for her place
I know you see me on them charts, I'm in first place
Yeah, I got a pretty little thing, that's my wife, yeah, I love her Bought a pretty little ring, yeah, know she gon' love it
Got a brand whip, and you know that I'ma drive it away
Yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sell up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twenty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama, yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sеll up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twеnty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama
(Just look at me)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Yeah, I just said some shit on Twitter, now I'm trendin', fuck Said some shit online and then they bent it, fuck
I know there's some shit they wanna mention
You know I'ma spread shit, on my plane, I'm extended
Yeah, we only gettin' started
Tell me, why does everybody think I'm heartless?
Dropped out of school, now I'ma make this shit regardless
You know my name ‘cause I'm the one who works the hardest, yeah
And guess who just made Forbes list
I got a business, I'm the boss, yeah, I'm important
Don't got a phone ‘cause I don't want nobody callin'
Got my own show, I just heart I'm on the shortlist, oh, yeah
Yeah, I got a pretty little thing, that's my wife, yeah, I love her
Bought a pretty little ring, yeah, know she gon' love it
Got a brand whip, and you know that I'ma drive it away
Yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sell up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twenty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama, yeah
Look at me, mama
I'ma sell up on TV, mama
Got that crib at twenty-one, another at twenty-three
Goddamn, I'm a beast, mama
(Just look at me)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
Just look at me
(Look at me, mama)
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