More cars, I ain't tryna be walking a lot

New sims, I ain't tryna be talkin' a lot

Fake guys can get air from me

'Cause I've clocked them man force it a lot

They say they drip but ain't sourcing enough

They walk with a limp like they on, like they're pimps

But they're wimps, I'm calling their bluffs

Their girl wanna bruck it, bruck it, horse in her guts

Not3s Princ3, yeah, it's me, yeah, it's me

And I stay LV like the print on the cloth

All white whips when glide on the roads

Bare gyal wanna see who's part of the flock

Roots from the ends but life wouldn't end

I cruise on the yacht as if my wave weren't enough

We hit heavy, bunch of bulldozers, Jenga

And you seeing all these blocks falling off

A despiser can stare in despair

Chain hangin', don't touch or come near

Build from the concrete, you ain't got the same drive

I'll assure you, just go compare

Couldn't give a fuck on what they thinks fair

Whether they care or not

I don't care, why would I when I'm here?

Highest tier, you're not

More cars, I ain't tryna be walking a lot

New sims, I ain't tryna be talkin' a lot

Fake guys can get air from me

'Cause I've clocked them man force it a lot

They say they drip but ain't sourcing enough

They walk with a limp like they on, like they're pimps

But they're wimps, I'm calling their bluffs

Their girl wanna bruck it, bruck it, horse in her guts

Not3s Princ3, yeah, it's me, yeah, it's me

And I stay LV like the print on the cloth

All white whips when glide on the roads

Bare gyal wanna see who's part of the flock

Roots from the ends but life wouldn't end

I cruise on the yacht as if my wave weren't enough

We hit heavy, bunch of bulldozers, Jenga

And you seeing all these blocks falling off

Real eyes realise real lies

They couldn't do me wrong if they tried

It shouldn't be so hard to recognise

It's mine, all mine, game's mine, game's mine, mine

More cars, I ain't tryna be walking a lot

New sims, I ain't tryna be talkin' a lot

Fake guys can get air from me

'Cause I've clocked them man force it a lot

They say they drip but ain't sourcing enough

They walk with a limp like they on, like they're pimps

But they're wimps, I'm calling their bluffs

Their girl wanna bruck it, bruck it, horse in her guts

Not3s Princ3, yeah, it's me, yeah, it's me

And I stay LV like the print on the cloth

All white whips when glide on the roads

Bare gyal wanna see who's part of the flock

Roots from the ends but life wouldn't end

I cruise on the yacht as if my wave weren't enough

We hit heavy, bunch of bulldozers, Jenga

And you seeing all these blocks falling off

Not3s Princ3, yeah, it's me, yeah, it's me

And I stay LV like the print on the cloth

All white whips when glide on the roads

Bare gyal wanna see who's part of the flock