Mulholland Dr lyrics

[Intro]
(Clayco in this b*tch)
Yeah, rubber band man
Yeah, rubber band man

[Verse]
b*tch, he only doing what he can
b*tch, I only do this 'cause I can
Yeah, I pop seals and I pop X and rubber bands
I'm what's real, b*tch, f*ck your ex and bring your friend
In the hills, Mulholland Drive
Ho, I'm still outside
Model X I barely drive
And I'm barely high
I just got like three for a line
This ho snort like three, four lines
Notes all on my waistband, b*tch, I'm rockin' Number (N)ine
Blue notes, countin' Franklins
I can't give a damn, I might lose my mind
She don't give a damn either, damn, ho, you act stupid fine
Smokin' on this damn ether got me losing track of time
And I'll still drop a dime if she ain't up to par
And I'm king, rebel slime, yeah, we like superstars
Crashed my old whip on the highway, I'm still double bar kid
My b*tch still think I read her sideways, I just got puffy eyelids
I be speeding, tryna do the dash 'cause I seen rags to riches
I got up off on my ass so she ain't have to risk it
Me and twin up in Miami, and we passin' b*tches
20K off friends and family just off pants and zippers
3.6K for this hoodie and I f*cking stained it
Name ring bells up in my city, I'm a f*cking stain
All my opps can't get up with me 'cause they know I'm entangled
Yeah, my opps can't get up with me, yea go f*ckin' tweet sum'
On the top floor of the Whitney, yeah, the master suite, ho
With a gold diggin' b*tch, she just want me for my funds
This b*tch so excited, know the lifestyle off of punchin'
Yeah, I know what I'm worth, I'm in no rush
I know what it's worth, I got some pieces you ain't touch
And it ain't worth it to explain, yeah, it's too much
To each own's worth, yeah, I got Rick, I'm buyin' all Rick on Raf
What you think is hard is what I think is whack
n*ggas running off and gentrifying swag