Performante Pain

(Ayy, yo, Z, what you tellin' 'em?)

Yeah
I just spent another milli' in the jeweler
All these diamonds on me, got me feelin' cooler
Lit nigga, don't rock Franck Muller
This Molly got me fuckin' on a cougar
There's probably a Q in the Hoover
Rent the Viano and fill it with shooters
My brudda told me, "I got this"
"You focus on money, I'll go do the bootings"

There shouldn't be too much to say
When we talk, the UK wait
I was like, "Damn, A, you're paid"
When I found out my neighbour was Dave
I love my nigga to the grave
But he got some real weird ways
Akh, we can come back from strange
But we can't come back from fake
So whatever you need, go take your break
Told-, "That ain't shootin', that's fake"
Suicidal doors, fours, mine's amazin'
You survived the trenches, scars and grazes
Roses for her, fuck the daisies
All the M's that I done made, can't get my brudda out the grave
Take you on a boat, right by the lake
Jakes went and found little brodie with the Drac'
Thinkin' in my head about the fuckin' DNA
I need a lady and MDMA
Sign NDA, look like Ella Mai
You know we still do it, even though it's bait
I take what you got 'cause I got what it takes
Red dot under the barrel, it's holdin' with tape
We just counted so much money on the floor, we need a rake
I was pourin' up to block the pain
I was poppin' pills to block the pain
I was drinkin' yak to stop the pain
Now it's 2024, I'm still in pain
I think only my daughter blocked the rain
Shop 'til we drop and shop again
Choices made, Urus, Wraith
Performante on the way
I'ma call this Performante Pain

Send them diamonds right back to the jeweler (jeweler)
My lil' young bitch fuck like a cougar (what)
She bad, I'm callin' her moves (callin' her)
This a Patek, I don't rock Franck Mueller (Franck Mueller)
Born to win, I ain't ever been a loser (nah)
Life's a gamble, takin' chances, spend it all right at the jeweler (jeweler)
Half a mil', rip it out the plastic (plastic)
I was broke, made it stretch like elastic (what)
Man, that bitch ain't bad, she a catfish (catfish)
Fuck phones, tell 'em call my accountant (call em)
All these racks on my wrist, can't count it (racks)
Took my bitch to the jewellery, she drownin' (yeah)
Goin' crazy, they say I need counsellin'
I'm ballin', they checks not bouncin' (rich)

Yeah
Couple cars, I put M in a car meet
Cut out niggas but I'm still with the army
Rich nigga writin' raps in the 'Rari (yeah)
Tell me, which one of you bitches are nasty? (Who?)
My Cullinan white, I'm feelin' polite, she think my type Emirati
Just act like you're blind if you're preein' my ice
You better not let my dargs see
Dirty dogs, they do the dirty job and we payin' 'em
We hop on a jet to go Amsterdam, last year it was KLM (for real)
You sat with the packs, tryna do it by eye
Why the fuck ain't you weighin' them?
The money come, if you make the play, my nigga, just stay on them
That Richie plain from the jeweler
If she can't suck dick, I'ma sue her
I got ice cream with Perc' on a plate, I told my bitch, "Come sooner" (ski)
I told my lady, "Don't worry 'bout size, this shit longer than a ruler" (ski)
Big sticks, put seven inside, I think we got an intruder

I just spent another milli' in the jeweler
All these diamonds on me, got me feelin' cooler
Lit nigga, don't rock Franck Muller
This Molly got me fuckin' on a cougar
There's probably a Q in the Hoover
Rent the Viano and fill it with shooters
My brudda told me, "I got this"
"You focus on money, I'll go do the bootings"