Testo No Days Off

(Benjicold, why you icy?)

I'm tryna get you in that hotel room and take your clothes off
I'm on Roxy, I put you on Roxy, so you know we throwed off
XD .45 from a red beam like Rudolph
I just bought some Chrome Hearts, bought it straight outta Bergdorf
Know not to fuck with me when I'm on this Perc', dawg
I'm in the stu' with no days off Consuming so much fuckin' drank, starting not to phase me at all
Sixty milligrams, straight to the face
Woke up in space
Tell me you love me before, it's too late, bitch
I'd kill for you
I'd ride for you
I'd die for you
I'd steal for you
You bitch, I'm gon' cry to you
My brothers, I'd slang five for you
In the penthouse fuckin' with my altitude
Drink distant my attitude
Fuck that dude, he a Ratatouille
Prayin' I don't OD
Presidential Rollie lying over to my sleeve Heart on my sleeve, that money counter go, "Beep"
Keep my receipt for taxis, I just hit that ho last week
Caught a twelve to three, all of them taxis
Been him since them jakes got released
I been the one to spaz out on the beats, yeah
This double C right up on my feet
Gon' blitz that bitch, you better have us some cleats
All my opponents fall off like some leaves
Lil' Rino, baby, know I'm hot like some grease
I just fucked a bad vibe, she from Greece
Up in my penthouse searchin' for peace
I was duckin' out your neck from the east
She know who pussy niggas wanna be, me
As long as I'm rich, we all gon' eat (Brr)
As long as I'm up, we all gon' feast
I went S Class, could've went Jeep
Bitch, you know that this cup ain't cheap
This .45 knock him off his feet
Homie choked out and he wanna be me
Pussy nigga tryna join the team, yeah

Brr, free Sosa
Free Duke
R.I.P. Mama
KayB, I love you, I miss you
Codeine, help me paint pictures, ayy
Fuck him, fuck him
They know that I'm richer, yeah
I win, Patek Phillipe, it's not Richard
Yeah, he know what he did, cropped him out the picture