ARROGANCE!

[Intro]

If a nigga think he gon’ run up, leave him dead
Drop that thang for the Pesos, that’s a fact, no
Lonely Rich Effect, woah
Yea, yea

[Pre-Chorus]

I told my lil bro pass me the Tec
Diamonds on my wrist but no Patek
What is next
Ain’t ordinary, that’s a fact
I spit too cold like froze effect
Put my new shawty on the map, yea

[Chorus]

What that chain sayin’
If a nigga think he gon’ run up, leave him dead
Stand right there
She gon’ drop that thang for the Pesos
That’s a fact
Ain’t no common sense
Rock and roll, I’m out of it
Can’t vouch for niggas, not again
Not until I’m hot again
Put my hand up in the pot again
Praising God but I’m bouta sin
I’m all out of medicine
Shit that leave me heaven sent
Don’t touch my chain, leave him heaven sent
Won’t tuck my chain, I’ma send some shit
I’m not a fan of censorship
That guala, know I’m stackin’ it

[Verse]

I don’t need no problems
I’m just tryna run it up
Brand new chain; feel like D Thang
I tote that thang; might light it up
And yo bitch, she soak and suck
She mop it up like it good luck
I wish her luck cuz I’m like
Oh, oh, no
I’ve had enough
You know she don’t like it, ouu
I heard she don’t you, ouu
And she know I’m not like you, ouu
You best hope push not come to shove
I might send out a chauffeur
Got that bitch and brand new fur
She’s a kitty, make her purr
Sent him back without his hoe, no

[Chorus]

What that chain sayin’
If a nigga think he gon’ run up, leave him dead
Stand right there
She gon’ drop that thang for the Pesos
That’s a fact
Ain’t no common sense
Rock and roll, I’m out of it
Can’t vouch for niggas, not again
Not until I’m hot again
Put my hand up in the pot again
Praising God but I’m bouta sin
I’m all out of medicine
Shit that leave me heaven sent
Don’t touch my chain, leave him heaven sent
Won’t tuck my chain, I’ma send some shit
I’m not a fan of censorship
That guala, know I’m stackin’ it