thats anger every time that my hair stands, that’s Gucci every time that I wear pants, thats Loui Vuitton on my hair band, cuz of my pockets on gluttony, money standing so tall, I cannot see what’s in front of me, counting this money like all the stars, I don’t fw audemars cuz this watch issa Paul McCart drip-so-wet-my-clothes-fall apart, don’t save me I’m purposely flooded, from my wrist to my neck to my stomach