Clear The Air

If they speakin' my name, better be bout some change

I ain't talkin' a chain, let me clear out the air

Pop out my closet, I don't need a stylist I'll spend me a thousand, that just by the pair

Spend me a bag, diamonds come with some clarity

If I buy her a Birkin, she gon' ask to marry me

Whip come with a pilot, I sit in the backseat and hotbox the whip

Let me cut off the air, back then used to shop out the window

Come up from mid, now I'm servin' out indoor, Can't hear what they talkin', my ears close

They loud in the room and that's broke, and I been on

These **** my sons, I'm still tryna figure out how the hell they get my down flow

Why they puttin' on a front? They wanna be opps, cause they heard that we hittin' the same hoes

No, we not the same, they copy and pasting the flow

Back in the trap, yeah, they swingin' the door

They mad cause a **** ain't broke, stood on my pivot, that's ten on toes

Don't tell me you mad bout a hoe, just like the bowls, yeah, she in then she gone

Better get you some business and find you some motion

Pull a chair to my class, I can get you load

I can still break it down in some zones, if you hit me by five to load probably be gone

What's your budget? I got what you want, if you send a deposit, I'll pull to the lo

Let her ride the copilot, she see me dress stylish, she ask for a bag, I said no

She say I give the cold shoulder, but my heart a colder, so I bought a monclear coat

Sendin' shots on the internet, I do not get in that, seen it, and laughed and joked

I know the numbers can't shop with the middleman, they gonna cop my strain right off the nose

I don't care bout a story they told, I stay out the way, get my bag, that for sure

My machine count the paper, I can't lay with a hoe

If you ain't got no haters, you ain't trendin' ya know

If they speakin' my name, better be bout some change

I ain't talkin' a chain, let me clear out the air

Pop out my closet, I don't need a stylist I'll spend me a thousand, that just by the pair

Spend me a bag, diamonds come with some clarity

If I buy her a Birkin, she gon' ask to marry me

Whip come with a pilot, I sit in the backseat and hotbox the whip

Let me cut off the air, back then used to shop out the window

Come up from mid, now I'm servin' out indoor, Can't hear what they talkin', my ears close

They loud in the room and that's broke, and I been on

These **** my sons, I'm still tryna figure out how the hell they get my down flow

Why they puttin' on a front? They wanna be opps, cause they heard that we hittin' the same hoes