AVENTADOR

Yeah, '90s fine, you a bad lil' bitch
Got you smellin' like Rihanna, but you ain't a savage
Big K got me on my rap shit
I've been to do it like four and a whip
Born from the six, got me on my mind when I'm here
I bet these niggas thought I died last year, right?
Nah, I'm back, bitch

I mean, there's somethin' about a lil' stand over that clip
Hold that motherfucker like I'm holding on my dick, son
Stop saying, nigga

Look, why the fuck you think we here? How we get this far?
Who would've thought that DC made a fucking star?
French Canada, my brother turned superstar
Now his brother next to turn into a superstar
We got this whole block jumping like it's Mardi Gras
Tots up a Willie Hacker, got my two-step on
Shelly and suit red bottom with my ribos on
Side pocket of my denim with my Gucci scarf, yeah
I got a thing for a Bentley Azor
Leather seats, dirty cash on the floor, right?

Stop playing with me

I mean, peak my style, peak my melodies
Why these niggas ever keep and try to cancel me, on Jesus?
I mean, all praises to the most high prophet
Noble Jewali and a five percent posse
I'm resurrected
Goddamn it

(Enoch)