III lyrics

[Intro]
Got to get
[?]
Know I’m saying?

[Hook: Mach-Hommy]
Get away
I’m talking about box of shells
You talking about backwoods my n*gga get a K
b*tch I ain’t talking about lobster tails
I’m talking about bachelors that get up in your fade
If I ain’t talking about mozzarell’, I’m talking about black [?]
My n*gga get away
My n*gga get away

[Verse 1]
So I guess smart n*ggas never needed money to pay they smart phone bill and cop the automobile and easter bunny
Pastel foreign car, don’t want to be righteous if my portion isn’t nailed on a cross
Paid a bill for the God
Forfeit the whole meals and my n*ggas in Brazil [?] undisclosed location vacation
[?] her under clothes [?] in some heels for a Haitian
You can’t stop me Nathan
Don’t f*ck with no awkward hoe the bungalow was spilled on the pavement
Quills on the craigslist
Got these n*ggas on a hill like a hamster on a wheel for the wavelength
Nothing burn like success type of tree that I burn you might believe that I’m concerned that I don’t care
It ain’t a curb I won’t clear
For that motherf*cking birds Khalifa, I deserve my own land
n*gga boss [?] Holyfield sh*t we about to be the next Rothschild more fowls, shorty’s against
You thought it was men
But the sh*t was like all [?] corporate events