look I'm rich I fuck cute chick's I'm the man now u lames stay In Ur lanes I'm mad like a dame I ball like kobe my nigga black like Kofi I'm the wolf of wall Street I'm sleek not weak I aint a refugee I have 4 SUVS I'm bad I'm mean I'm black I'm a teen I like diamonds with cream I run racks for my london queen my shawty comes every week those emos they reek the needs there seeks my bitch she sweet iced out that's me from designer Gucci to lv u can't get mad at me I'm known in Malanda and when I'm gone on knees they ask for a song I am never wrong these x say I left u I'm sorry they only say that cause they see the rari I say I'm sorry I already have a shawty when I go to the party bitches be asking me for a camirari see they only want me for the money not the honey I can't deal with those bitches there creepy when I get money I'm ripe like kiwi it comes in ASAP I asked a bitch if I love u will u love me she said yes but tried to honeytrap me I sent boys after boys I may be pulling in a lambo but niggas need security I carry a rambo I could never put a nigga in a hospital bed worse send them to heaven couldn't touch them with a mac 11 if I did my diamonds would be gone I'll be dealing with the county triple onion