Turkish Cotton

Ayy, damn, uh Yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy Man, deviated leather in this 911 Bend a corner, I'm on Hayes Street copping a windbreaker Details, spent five hunnid for the salt shaker Las Vegas, at the crap table bettin' big paper Courtside, mackin' on a (oh) in my Invisalign So many whips I cannot decide, check it out Do a couple numbers in the morning then I'm smashin' out Havin' more money than we havin' clout, what's a drought? Keep it goin'? Streets sayin' I'm the coldest out Press a little button, it'll park itself, add me up Got a couple hustles on the side, pass a big cup Can't put your eggs all in just one, ya hear me? Yeah, you got one but not this one, ya hear me? This about 60Gs, dipped fresh, you hear me? (I don't think you heard what I said) Thank you for them keys, baby Now I gotta run some errands But when I come back, please Have a nigga somethin' cooked Yes, love You know I got you, baby Sock it to me, uh James Bond coupe with the ceramic brakes Out the way, eatin' on these crumpets, but it's sad to say Niggas hate, got six banks just to keep it safe Made this shit happen by myself, I ain't ask for favors Thinkin' 'bout Seattle, I just might go out and golf with Jake You niggas be weak for these hoes, I be out the way Dom P, I done made millions with Sean C I done cashed out for the 'Rari, nigga, no lease Not flexin', just showin' niggas that you can eat Nigga, I was just dead broke in 2017 Merchandise, my nigga, you gotta keep the merchandise Work it right, get it to the people, push a hard line Start a corporation and bet on yourself every time Put 'em on payroll, make sure yo' taxes right Ayy-ayy Start a corporation and bet on yourself every time Put 'em on payroll, make sure yo' taxes right Make sure yo' taxes right, numbers (ayy-ayy) Alchemist, what's happenin'? (Good job)