RNP (feat. Anderson .Paak)

One of yall *****s gon be ****** with me
I got two bad ******* gon be rubbin my feet
I got three young ***** s down to bust out the heat
And all yall aint got nothin on me
Ooh, not one of yall *****s gon be ****** with me
I got two bad ******* gon be rubbin my feet
I got three young *****s down to bust out the heat
And all yall aint got nothin on me
Uh, okay, put your ******* hands up, this the ******* anthem
Smiling cause Im young, rich, black, and Im handsome
Not to mention wealthy, ass on a healthy
Young millionaire, what the **** can you tell me? Smell me?
*****, thats Chanel cologne
Im in Europe with the tourists with no cellular phone
Like ooh, sound like rich ***** problems
I hit a bad ***** with a fistful of condoms
And the randomness of risky ménages
Like get the head right, she can get what she wanted
The spits, then flaunt it, my drip like a faucet
She told me she was prego,
I aint even take the ************ **** out my pocket, yeah
The opposite
She want me to fly her, so I copped a jet
Must be thinkin Im a one way ticket on a runway
Drippin in my feng shui, sippin on a sundae
One of yall *****s gon be ****** with me
I got two bad ******* gon be rubbin my feet
I got three young ** ***s down to bust out the heat
And all yall aint got nothin on me
Ooh, not one of yall *****s gon be ****** with me
I got two bad ******* gon be rubbin my feet
I got three young *****s down to bust out the heat
And all yall aint got nothin on me
I bought a Moncler coat for the times we were broke
Ima wear it in the summer on LeBron James boat
Front row? Duh, bro , we dont sit on nosebleeds
Aint your pockets obese? They wont fit in those seats
Ayy, we like a cold team, *****, Shaq and Kobe
Like back in 03, I was only like 6
****, I was like 16, but I can give a sixteen
I can make a ***** scream, thats a bit extreme
I got a thick bald ** ***, I call her Ms. Clean
My drip frosty like Halls and Listerine
We all all-stars, you hardly sixth string
Yeah, I had to ball hard to harvest these dreams
Swear to God, me too, no Harvey Weinstein
The coupe was lime green, my wrist was blinding
We party in South Beach, Ferraris and blue cheese
**** does that even mean? ** ***, just let the hook sing
One of yall *****s gon be ****** with me
I got two bad ******* gon be rubbin my feet
I got three young *****s down to bust out the heat
And all yall aint got nothin on me
Ooh, not one of yall *****s gon be *** *** with me
I got two bad ******* gon be rubbin my feet
I got three young *****s down to bust out the heat
And all yall aint got nothin on me