Performante Pain

I just spent another milli in the jeweller

All these diamonds on me got me feeling cooler

Lit Nigga don't rock Franck Muller

This molly got me fucking on a cougar

It's probably a q in the hoover

Rent the Viano and fill it with shooters

My Brudda told me I got this

You focus on money, I'll go do the bootings

There shouldn't be too much to say

When we talk the UK wave

I was like "damn A, you're paid"

When I found out my neighbour was Dave

I love my nigga to the grave

But he got some real weird ways

Akh we can come back from strange

But we can't come back from fake

So whatever you need, go take your break

Told (—) that ain't shooting that's fake

Suicidal doors, fours, mine's amazing

We survived the trenches, scars and grazes

Roses for her, fuck the daises

All the M's that I done made

Can't get my brother out the grave

Take you on a boat right by the lake

Jakes tryna find lil brodie with a drake

Thinking in my head about the fucking DNA

I need a lady and MDMA

Sign NDA, look like Ella Mai

You know we still do it even though it's bait

I take what you got cause I got what it takes

Red dot under the barrel it's holding with tape

We just counting so much money on the floor we need a rake

I was pouring up to block the pain

I was popping pills to block the pain

I was drinking yak to stop the pain

Now it's 2024 I'm still in pain

I think only my daughter blocked the rain

Shop till we drop and shop again

Choices made, Urus Wraith

Performante on the way

Imma call this performante pain

Send them diamonds right back to the jewellers

My lil young bitch fuck like a cougar

She bad, I'm calling the movers

This a Patek I don't rock Frank Muller

Bored of winning, I ain't ever been a loser

Life's a gamble, take your chances

Spend it outright at the jewellers

Half a mill, whip out the plastic

I was broke, made it stretch like elastic

Made the bitch ten bands, she a catfish

Fuck that tell em call my accountant

All these racks on my wrist can't count it

Took my bitch to the jeweller she drowning

Going crazy, they say I need counselling

I'm ballin these checks not bouncing

Couple cars I put M in a car meet

Countin niggas but I'm still with the army

Rich nigga writing raps in a rari

Tell me which one of you bitches are nasty?

My Cullinan white, I'm feelin' polite

She think my type Emirati (Yalla)

Just act like your blind if your preein' my IG

You better not let my darg see

Dirty dogs, they do the dirty jobs

And we payin' them

We hop on a jet to go Amsterdam

Last year it was KLM

You sat with the packs tryna do it by eye

Why the fuck ain't you weighing them?

The money come, if you make the play

My nigga just stay on 'em

That Richie plain from the jeweller

If she can't suck dick imma sue her

I got ice-cream with perc on the plate

I told my bitch come sooner

I told my lady don't worry about size

This shit longer than a ruler

Big sticks put seven inside

I think we got an intruder

I just spent another milli in the jeweller

All these diamonds on me got me feeling cooler

Lit Nigga don't rock Franck Muller

This molly got me fucking on a cougar

It's probably a q in the hoover

Rent the Viano and fill it with shooters

My Brudda told me I got this

You focus on money, I'll go do the bootings