Lyrics: Dom Corleo
(Kass)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Neilaworld)
(Let's go)
Got tunnel vision, lookin' for the bread, got tunnel vision
Karate kickin', diamonds on my neck, they karate kickin', yeah
I got bad experience, f****' with you hoes is money healin', yeah
I got badass b**** doin' handstands up to the ceiling
If she ridin' that dick, better cream on it
In the Maybach, ain't no key in it, when I pull up on 'em I'ma bleed 'em
If FN got a banana clips, then I shoot at whoever I see, homie
If she bad, I got Celine for her, pop a couple [?]
I took a flight [?], just me, lil shawty, I rock Rick Owens
I put this black in my hands, shake the haters off, I'm lookin' like I'm Rick Owens
Canary diamonds on my neck, I look down, see myself like it's mirrors on 'em
Everybody actin' strange, as soon I got rich, I got weird on 'em
Uh, I got weird, I got—
I got some money and I put it on, yeah
They gon' hate on the kid, but I doing right, I could never do wrong, yeah
It's the way that I live, if u want my kids, you do what u want, yeah
In my BM, she been on my dick, 'cause I'm gon' say her name in a song
Yeah, and they know me
Everywhere I go, they gon' know me
I'ma pour a four [?]
Diamonds drippin' on me like some codeine
This is sweet life, secound Cody
I'm gon' f*** hoes, make 'em blow me
All these hoes do is blow me
All these hoes do is blow me
Got tunnel vision, lookin' for the bread, got tunnel vision
Karate kickin', diamonds on my neck, they karate kickin', yeah
I got bad experience, f****' with you hoes is money healin', yeah
I got badass b**** doin' handstands up to the ceiling
Got tunnel vision, lookin' for the bread, got tunnel vision
Karate kickin', diamonds on my neck, they karate kickin', yeah
I got bad experience, f****' with you hoes is money healin', yeah
I got badass b**** doin' handstands up to the ceiling, yeah