Comfortable (feat. Dejhha)

Mani, what up, boy

Dino, what's poppin

Comfortable in the hood like the Maybach, drive itself into trenches

Fly shit, I got crosses on my body, but I'm not Christian

Pockets filled with dead presidents, Rick owen, steppin' on these ****

He a peon all in his feelings about a bitch I ain't even hittin

All this money comin' in, this shit like cash money

I don't know Birdman, but I ride with Drake, cause **** wanna take life from me

But they ain't takin' shit

Real killers, we was made for this

Where I'm from, **** pray for hits

Too much money, keep a card, cause the cash won't fit

Bitches bummy, won't go far I'm on a different tip

**** round me with the shits, blicky on the hip

Ain't never had no pics, she talkin, punchin' her lips

Lotta **** on my body like I'm sellin' Molly

Call me hottie, like when a perc be in his body

Come with a lottie, I trick, baby, you want, you gottie

All my **** flip bricks like they in karate

She get wetter than my chain, they both on Tsunami

I think I wanna ring, baby, do you got me

She love expensive things, baby, pick a island

Got a bag, but if you want, you can take me shopping

Fuck with me, I put Louis and Chanel in your closet

Jumped out the Maybach to hop in a Lam

All these cars robotic

I'm fly ashit behind the wheel, I feel like a pilot

Push one button, this shit transform

Step on the gas, I'm flyin

Pop my shit, cause I'm the biggest

Every time I post a pic, they want a piece, I'm fine

Young and turnt, I'm super lit, don't pay a bitch no mind

They be all up on my dick, they ain't my kind

**** be on my dick, I'm somewhere to rick owen shopping

Fifty-four floors up, gettin' head, lookin' at the horizon

P shit got two best friends fuckin' each other, they say I'm toxic

While they eatin' each other out, I'm countin' a hundred thousand

Flyest bitch she ever had, like my jet don't lag

Gettin' cash, hella bags, always gotta stack

How you hatin' and you broke, need to get some racks

I ain't no trick, but if it's good, you get hella bags

She get wetter than my chain, they both on Tsunami

I think I wanna ring, baby, do you got me

She love expensive things, baby, pick a island

Got a bag, but if you want, you can take me shopping

Fuck with me, I put Louis and Chanel in your closet

Jumped out the Maybach to hop in a Lam

All these cars robotic

I'm fly ashit behind the wheel, I feel like a pilot

Push one button, this shit transform

Step on the gas, I'm flyin

Push one button, this shit transform

Step in the gas, I'm flyin