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VERSE ONE
A trailblazer, pathfinder, innovator
Spread love, you ain't even gotta pay me later
Doublecross me, that shit could be fatal
Place a bounty on your head, personal vendetta
I'm all about the paper
Cos being broke is the root of all evil, I just call up on my maker
I got that cash in hunnid stacks looking illegal
That 7 figures, slap that ass with perfect figure
Cheers to the good life
I be chilled in George town eating sea food by the moonlight
Get massage chilling, getting sexual healing
Krav Maga on anybody that starts squealing
About the cashflow, on a second thought, just let em know
Y'all come through, have fun and let us blow
The cash, I still got a couple milli stashed
Don't get excited, this is just fantasy rap
VERSE TWO
Black pagani, fancy women, fat punanis
I want it all, the after party be looking lively
The conscious mind gone wild, please forgive me
This ain't the time for emotional feelings
I kick you out the door if you ain't down for fornicating
Its bout to be your best night babe just believe it
Looking a like full course meal, the salmon fish
Appetizer, et cetera, dessert tits
Spread your legs, attempt to do a back flip, pause
My staff penetrates, knocking down the door
Stimulation got your face looking fine hun
I'm impressed arena mowed fine like a lawn
My face buried in, tongue swimming like Phelps
Venus butterfly to hit the spot, earned my stripes
Get on top, work it like it depends on your life
Don't get excited, This is just fantasy rap
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