This is my thesis hop out like Jesus
Take her to Neiman Marcus
Plead the fifth darling
They can not see this look at my genus
I gotta genie in the bottle
Hide your neck I got the throttle
This is my thesis hop out like Jesus
Take her to Neiman Marcus
Plead the fifth darling
They can not see this look at my genus
I gotta genie in the bottle
Hide your neck I got the throttle
They all on my back it's killing me
These rappers are trash, they mini-me's
Im beating your ass, soliloquy
Thats how we do it in Italy
Fuck are you kidding me? Nobody kin to me
Sever my enemies pussy your dead to me

All this weight I put on myself
If not me then who the fuck else?
Im sacrificing my body and health
But the body bag got no room for your belts
The zodiac is all mine li'l bitch
LSD in my spine li'l bitch
She's not yours, thats my li'l bitch
And if anybody tests me nine gets clicked
Mind got dark when I knifed that kid
In the moment I thought I was helping my kin
But the nights all alone and
My mind won't drift
Insomniac when that cocaine hit's

This is my thesis hop out like Jesus
Take her to Neiman Marcus
Plead the fifth darling
They can not see this look at my genus
I gotta genie in the bottle
Hide your neck I got the throttle
This is my thesis hop out like Jesus
Take her to Neiman Marcus
Plead the fifth darling
They can not see this look at my genus
I gotta genie in the bottle
Hide your neck I got the throttle what?
Oh yea im really that n for real

I only got riches to believe in magic
She see it at Neiman's and she gotta have it
Baby real plastic gotta bag it like groceries
I ain't gon' eat it if you are not close
Her body is shaped just like an hour glass
She only want money I can not be mad
I can not be mad ‘cause I rather take cash
My boys on the block and we ready to crash
Yeah your bitch eat my face she a mascot
100k up in the stash box
You somebody they don't ask about

This is my thesis hop out like Jesus
Take her to Neiman Marcus
Plead the fifth darling
They can not see this look at my genus
I gotta genie in the bottle
Hide your neck I got the throttle
This is my thesis hop out like Jesus
Take her to Neiman Marcus
Plead the fifth darling
They can not see this look at my genus
I gotta genie in the bottle
Hide your neck I got the throttle
They all on my back it's killing me
These rappers are trash, they mini-me's
Im beating your ass, soliloquy
Thats how we do it in Italy
Fuck are you kidding me? Nobody kin to me
Sever my enemies pussy your dead to me