Get out of the storm (storm), (?)
Negro puts heads on you (?)
(?) always reluctant when she offers me her lips (mmh Green'zer)
She tells me she would be there even if I wasn't famous (what?)
I light these smoke bombs when the sun rises (hey, hey)
I don't have hate, all the time it's this money calling me (yeah)
Your reign? Negro, no one remembers it (no one, really)
Gucci, Chanel I screw them, I'm always on theme (Green'zer, NMR, bitch)
There's no need to say that you have me in your head

Baby, you don't know me in real life, you only have me on the internet
I screw them, it's not mean, I have the cops on alert
I arrive, they can't defend themselves, I hear them screaming for help
Open your mouth, enjoy yourself, no one really knows what we do
She doesn't ask me anymore, heart turned off, you don't feel a quarter of the pressure
All the way up, what an honor, negro I'm not in search of happiness
A heart on the sweater, Gucci Lanvin, every day a little better
I have some mood swings
You know, I have some mood swings
Bitch wants a BBL, a new pair of breasts
Be careful with my Dior hoodie drying on the hanger (mmh)
Greenzer 92i, I write what they can't paint for you (mmh)
Make this cash, don't ask questions

Get out of the storm (storm), (?)
Negro puts heads on you (?)
(?) always reluctant when she offers me her lips (mmh Green'zer)
She tells me she would be there even if I wasn't famous (what?)
I light these smoke bombs when the sun rises (hey, hey)
I don't have hate, all the time it's this money calling me (yeah)
Your reign? Negro, no one remembers it (no one, really)
Gucci, Chanel I screw them, I'm always on theme (Green'zer, NMR, bitch)
There's no need to say that you have me in your head

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