fortunate

[Intro: The Game & Kanye West]
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, Im at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight

[Verse 1: The Game]
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
Cause Im a G.O.A.T. in the roaster, sandlot
Big dawg, baseball, sniffin til your face off
Only makin short stops, the Apple call me A-Rod
This is thirty for thirty, out the six-god
Everybody Thanos til you show up with a hit squad
Brick squad, ten -seventeen out the trunk
Timbaland know the chopper go bra-rum-ba-bum-bum
Billie Eilish, I go stylish, Ivan Drago wrist rocky
Nigga, I go viral, suicidal doors up, touch the Eiffel
On a cross next to Yeezy like they crucified you
Michael, Michael Jordan, Tyson, Michael Myers
Grab the mic and Im a killer for hire, man
On the freeway, dippin with IMA
Don Cheadle when Im grippin the iron, man
Ye

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Im him, Im him, Im, Im
Im him, Im him , I might have to drop the Yeezy swim
Just, just to get Yeezy to swim
She said 'Yeezy need to drop it in her windpipe' (Her windpipe)
Still aint met a ho that I didnt wife (Didnt wife)
'Since his momma passed, he aint been right' (Been right)
Rich nigga shit, this a different life (Different life)
Shit too cloudy when you get your ice ( Get your ice)
Old school Audi, man, that shit nice (Shit nice)
Two joints hangin out the balcony
If a another bitch give me The Alchemy
Tell me this her favorite book what Im bound to see
What, what, what, what
How many niggas had it out for me?
Did you tell your girlfriends that you down to leave? ( To leave)
[Chorus: Kanye West & The Game]
You so fortunate
Cause we doin it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with Ye without forcin it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she Nored it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
She the G.O.A.T
I can tell, I can, I can tell

[Verse 3: Dreezy]
Ayy
Im so fortunate, I put the stars in the ceilin like a ornament
Yeah, hour-glass body so proportioned
Im under thirty with a thirty like the Forbes and shit
You know Im with The Game if all my niggas throwin up the letter B (The letter B)
You know Im with Ye when I say it aint nothin that you tellin me
Make a white nigga switch his Pornhub to ebony
I went from Berettas and the shotta to keepin that berretta clean
Like **** a bank, I count it like calculators
We movin one step ahead of you , every move calculated
Dont ask me bout the opps, we slid, they evacuated
You come on the block, you gotta check in like a baggage claim, nigga
Big dreams (Big dreams)
[Interlude: The Game]
Timbo the king
Nigga, Ye had us in Miami writin for a month
We kept a sixteen as told

[Verse 4: CHILLER]
I told her give me neck like flamingos
Tú tienes novio, Numinatti lingo
Diamonds like a stripper name, star like Ringo
Im with Ye lookin for a Christian to mingle
Gray sweats, mink coat
They gon see the AK-47 talkin all that jazz, Im Caralingo
Last night I was in the Chi, sippin Barefoot
How I end up all the way in Paris with a pink toe?
Just got a passport, I aint even ask for it
We aint runnin round with Ye, he got the cash for it (Cash for it)
Balenciaga in the living room, I aint even open the box yet
Box card, box cutter, got these niggas boxed in
What you expect from a nigga out the projects?
No contest, I told her in bed, Im MB
You just gotta trust the process

[Chorus: Kanye West & The Game]
You so fortunate
Cause we doin it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with Ye without forcin it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she Nored it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
She the G.O.A.T
I can tell, I can, I can tell