Orange Village

Make sure them seats first class Yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Takin pictures overseas, money hittin' my account Old school's tucked away, might be time to bring 'em out Bentayga in the cut with the touchscreen ooh wow Might take a drive to Monterrey to go and cool out I got old money for real and some new guap I had to separate from a few, they movin' too hot So much money on my schedule, I ain't got time Out in Detroit eatin' fruit with a top model Coupe, no rims, we some gentleman (Dang) We got many M's, don't belittle him Hit the steam room and then I talk percentages Orange juice and a bagel, I got different businesses (Keep going) I did it all, no assist, who went hard like this? I want the 'Rari, drop six, nigga (Drop six, nigga) I paid cash for the (Yeah) Got the deed for the (Yeah) You just thought I had Come on, you know I'm smarter than that I hit the booth and then I slaughter the track You niggas gotta relax Look, I do this shit in my sleep It's just normal, you can keep the receipts My nigga, what's happening? Livin', workin', tryin' for a better day You should roll with me, you can be my bae Pull up in that thing like skrrt, skrrt Don't worry 'bout me, I'll make it work, work You can see it in my eyes, I didn't come to play Yeah, yeah, oh, oh Woke up in the morning, I was yawning Caught a bottleneckin' Wrote a record, hopped up in the shower Thank Allah for blessin Dot connector, I be manifestin' Had to apply the pressure Sent for Tesla, always with the best Just had to break for breakfast Slave through trife, game of Tetris, little effort Curbside service on bourbon from the higher crevice Upper echelon, I done rose from the lower don So I focus on gettin' sums, I'ma grow the funds Let me move along Movin' right along, I'm a don, slingin' verses, poems Call me Diddy Combs, I'm a bad boy from the slums Slid to the store, had a masseuse, baby blonde I was introduced to somethin' exlcuse' avion Might hit a lick, set in the mix, itchy palms Money comin' quick, lighter the risk, heavy on Gotta keep it on me, sunny and stormy, I'm Man at Arms Master of the universe, pen a verse, then I'm gone Livin', workin', tryin' for a better day You should roll with me, you can be my bae Pull up in that thing like skrrt, skrrt Don't worry 'bout me, I'll make it work, work You can see it in my eyes, I didn't come to play Yeah, yeah, oh, oh Slidin' through the trench and shit Fuck around, tossed a motherfuckin' mink on You know what I mean? It's a nice-ass day, ayy And when you the good kind, it come back every time Straight up Man, Slum Village Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I had to get the fuck out of Dodge The spot got hit The only person I can think of is Jorge He can make all this disappear Bro, I can't believe this shit Fuck