Umami lyrics

[Verse 1: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
Countin' profits like a prophet, I been up for days
Giuseppe steppin', pocket rocket in my left hand
I'ma pop 'em, I don't care if he poppin', he a f*ckin' snake
And give or take, I'ma take a b*tch soul if she down for the play
Helly Hanson helicopter, watch me fly away
In a private plane off ketamine, I feel like Raising Cane
Paper trails, try and follow paper planes and end up M.I.A
Do 'em shady in the mornin', every morning I feel like I’m sway

[Verse 2: Stunny]
Baby, when I get the paper, I need double As
Stunny, what's thе definition? Leave mе stuntin' on your haters
Walk inside my walk-in closet, all you see is super rares
Last n*gga talkin' sh*t, the way we did him wasn't fair
Stunny went upper echelon, eatin' exquisite caviar
b*tch, I'm the last man standin' like [?] air
If it's a line to be crossed, then I'm crossin' it
Better swipe that credit card, I know you got it, b*tch
Slidin' in that SRT, bust hoppin', b*tch
If it's some sh*t to be talked, then I'm talking it
Icy white tee like a game of ice hockey
Slim, thick Asian b*tch, finna feed her Pockys
My baby bad and bougie, better suck my di*k properly
If that b*tch came through, click hit probably
Mm, bubbly
Slim thick Japanese b*tch, finna take her to Umami
[Verse 3: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
Umami
I feel like I’m Ace Hood I just bought a Bugatti
Pop that pus*y on the pavement for a real moon rocky
I slimed him and his b*tch, I hit her with that bukkake