Spreaded My Wingz

I'm smelling like money
Smelling like money
You know that I look like some
Smelling like money
You know that I look like some Money

Spreaded my wings and went met me A grower
Plug out of state i aint never been Local
Dressed in a tux with some new Gucci Loafers
My flavors terrific they all on my Scrodum
Smoking sativa i still smell the Jealousy
Sipping that drank got me feeling so Heavenly
Live like a king people treat me with Delicacy
These niggas aint on the level with Me
Do a donut inside of the foriegn
Dont fuck with women that aint got No morals
Dope on the scale while im dropping A chorus
Got dreams of obtaining a brand new Ferrari
Davinci Dolla make all the hoes Swallow
But all the kids look at me like a role Model
Givenchy Gucci Balenciaga
Im dressing fresh as the fuck with no Stylist
Caught me a play then i smashed off
Got some head in the yo till i passed Out
These niggas do anything for that Clout
Fuck thirty niggas just to get a house
Im kicking shit you would swear it Was tekken
I fucked on yo bitch then i backed Doored her bestie
Women be petty some of messy
Claim you dont fuck with me you Missed your blessing
Dropped out of college cause money Was calling
I got an addiction ima trapoholic
Shawty so gorgeous facial features Flawless
She dropped a bag on me in neimans Market
Stunt with my bitch like i paid for Her
Whip the wheel on the foriegn like Im made for it
I got more drip than a rainforest
Smoking moon rocks im just Brainstorming
Everyday is like christmas
Paid 1150 just to slide in these Balencias
Word on the street im a new walking Ticket
I keep a chopper to solve all my Issues
She hop on top and ride me like a Harley
You pretty but you gotta show me Loyal
Chiefing on cookies and cream with Barbie
Foriegn equipped with a whole lot of horses
Ran that bag up with my lil brother Nino
We doing more numbers than the Casino
Four hundred forty eight grams in a Bag of dorritos
You niggas cant fuck with my steelo
And when you pull up to the loft
Rock gone serve you somthing Straight off the digital
If you got beef we gone come check Yo temperture
Convicted felons we read through Subliminals
Say Co what them labels been talking About
If aint no Ms involved aint nothing To talk about
Dont fuck with my blood brothers Cause we'll chalk you out
Was locked in the dungeon was
Counted out

Im smoking on loud but i move in Silence
She wanna kick it like its karate
Catch a play then go eat me some Steak and Lobster
Remember i was locked up eating top Ramen
Cocky attitude like my name Jhonny Cage
Free all my niggas locked in the cage
Cartier glasses blocking the sunrays
Blue cheese stuffed inside these Denim jeans

Inside these denim jeans
Inside these denim jeans
Inside these denim jeans