Lyrics Elevator - Favour Abel

Feel like Goku yea, I'm super saiyan
She not my type yea, that bitch she crazy
Only one I trust, is the money I'm making
I'm in the sky, like a comet, I'm blazing

Niggas was smoke then, say less
Im finna charge up, like I'm pluggin'
Pull I'm raw, like Poke
That bitch tryna eat at Chiptole
I pull up, then score, fuck the goalie
I'm ballin like Manu Ginobli
She wanna play, Olay!
I eat her like noodles, lo mein
I told her the world is my domain
I making money, yea the long way
If I was a gun, be a Tommy
Move too fast, like my name is Sonic
Like Aaron Hernandez, but can't catch a body
Niggas be hating, meet me in the lobby
YSL yea, the jeans
She tryna hop on the team
Body part
Paul Blart
Caught you shopping at Walmart
Why these niggas wanna play smart?
Knock yo head out the ballpark
Tryna get on the radar
All of my niggas, they solar!
True to this, like it's religion
Don't even care bout a physician
Never been a good citizen
Put in the work I got discipline
Diamonds wet, like it's Michigan
I got them racks, like it's Wimbledon
It's ain't a challenge, ain't cinnamon
Got a new crib, imma settle In
Told you niggas, I'm not new to this
All they diamonds, yea they fugayzee
Niggas treat rap like politics
If you gon hate don't apologize
That boy he ugly, got frog eyes
Pray to God on my long nights
Don't give a fuck what you didn't like
Told that bitch yea, she not my type

Pull up with smoke, in a Bentley Bentayga
I just pull up yea, up in broad day
Niggas that hate, I tell 'em verbatim
Don't even care, if you tryna be famous
It is my turn yea, I'm pushin' up weight
Shipped in the pack, yea it came in a freight
Told her we goin' up, like elevator

Bitch I'm too hot, like the equator
Niggas act friendly, don't got time for banter
I cut 'em off, like cancer
That bitch treat me like I'm Santa
No Faygo, I'm sippin' on Fanta
Like eggo, yea I'm the batter
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger
Go with the flow, like water
Feel like I'm Idris,
Washed up, like you is a sink
Told her I'm addicted to this
Cash out, don't need the receipts
That boy he not on the streets

Pull up with smoke, in a Bentley Bentayga
I just pull up yea, up in broad day
Niggas that hate, I tell 'em verbatim
Don't even care, if you tryna be famous
It is my turn yea, I'm pushin' up weight
Shipped in the pack, yea it came in a freight
Told her we goin up, like elevator
(We goin' up like elevator)
(We goin' up like elevator)