Hypno (feat. Rahky)

What Juicy say?

He be like, "Shut the fuck up"

Yeah, yeah

King

I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupil

Don't understand my decisions, so I don't need your approval

I'ma mo' fucking villain just like you see in the movies

But still a mo' fucking hero, stay low-key like Casino

In the weave of the zino, pocket full of  them C-notes

Backroom full of that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino

And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it

With bitches thick as Serena, ****

I see the line between 'em, man, they actin' a genius

Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to the cleaners

Two decades straight, a hunnid shows, a hunnid K at the gate

A night, a piece, capisce?

Bread bigger than me, sheesh

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Where real **** move things on private planes

I said, you're lookin' for me, I'll be suckin', duckin' your lil' bitch ass

Lookin' for me, I'll be suckin', duckin' your lil' bitch ass

Ride through the city, a hunnid K on the seat

Shinin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach

Pray on the weed, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet

Hand on my heat, west side Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll

Man, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit

And a lot of my **** contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit

I put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit

Another day of a dope boy, a hunnid million, legit, okay

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Where real **** move things on private planes

And you know I was trappin', workin' at a early age

Count my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it

Sixty-five with the iron on the highway, blowin' big gas

Lookin' for me, I'll be suckin', duckin' your lil' bitch ass

Fuck up, I am handlin' my own motherfucking business

And drama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff-raff

**** talkin', **** big cap, I won't listen to him

They get kidnapped back when nobody paid the ransom for 'em

Ain't never been a pawn, always been a king

And I ain't never gave a damn 'bout what a **** think, fuck 'em

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Where real **** move things on private planes

I said, you're lookin' for me, I'll be suckin', duckin' your lil' bitch ass

Lookin' for me, I'll be suckin', duckin' your lil' bitch ass

Ride through the city, a hunnid K on the seat

Shinin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach

Pray on the weed, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet

Hand on my heat, west side Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll