Clicquot

Yeah, ha She got the heat, yuh You got the heat like the summer You got the heat like the summer She got the heat, yuh She like to ride in the rental (rental) She got a vibe to remember (remember) That boy, he a liar, pretender (pretender) My lil' Nicki, that fire in December One in a million, am I like Jenner She's got fine, I'ma pen her Clicquot on my designer Beast mode, need a reminder? Tonight, I brought bag on me (bag on me) Somebody say somethin' to me (somethin' to me) See I make residual plays (plays) You lookin' for somethin' for free Don't want not plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired (tired) On my way up to the finish line All I ever see are frenemies Ain't nobody wanna pick my side Just keep the focus on the money, yeah Palm-size for security, uh Cook it like Aminé, uh Lookin' for purity She be oppositions, no bother me, uh-uh Money go through the streets, uh-huh You already said it I gotta get it I had to hustle to get me this settled I got picked up by the feds in the alley I had a bitch, told me I'm a daddy I can't believe that bitch left me abandoned Yeah, if you smarter you go farther than ever See, if you my dog, then we gon' fall together, yeah Might get a house in the Bay I'ma do that for the hell of it, dog She wanted the face For all the people who said I'm irrelevant, dog Pussy ass people connect, yeah, I know who's center Yeah, yeah, she came on the waist Want me a dancer, yeah She good with the hate She fell in love with Atlanta Yeah, T O for the day These niggas can't understand us Yeah, stay in your place My nigga ain't got no manners Yeah, if you gotta hate For the Amercain She like to ride in the rental (rental) She got a vibe to remember (remember) That boy, he a liar, pretender (pretender) My lil' Nicki, that fire in December One in a million, am I like Jenner She's so fine, ima pen her Clicquot on my designer Beast mode, need a reminder? Tonight, I brought bag on me (bag on me) Somebody say somethin' to me (somethin' to me) See I make residual plays (plays) You lookin' for somethin' for free Don't want no plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired (tired) On my way up to the finish line All I ever see are frenemies Ain't nobody wanna pick my side I got a couple mouths to feed Even though they ain't feed me none They pro'ly thinkin' they older than me Because I'm overseas too much But I never see you Takin' niggas to seafood It's for my fans, not to please you Lookin' for Caviar Dreams too You dig? Lookin' for Caviar Dreams too You dig?