This is music for the villains, sophisticated cheerin'
A$AP in the house, now we're finna run the building
Workin' never chillin', 'til I get a million
To the ceilin', now my ♥♥♥♥♥♥ gunnin' for a billion
They ask me how I'm livin', I say I'm gold grillin'
♥♥♥♥♥♥ actin' different, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ a friendship
These ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ is persistent, talkin' 'bout I'm distant
Lost my mind a long time ago to find it, need forensics
For instance, I get-get my ♥♥♥♥ licked
Red bone, complexion like a piglet, kiss-kiss
♥♥♥♥ Ace, we sip Cris', afford it 'cause I'm gettin' it
Drip-drip, the thought of it is ignorant, isn't it?
I'm ticklish, stuntin' is my business
Swaggin' on you hoes and I'm ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' on you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
So little homie, peep game
'Cause these other rappers lame and don't care to do the same young blood
stay true to the game
♥♥♥♥ them lames, keep it ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' G