Mission statement

Can someone tell that bitch, take off shoes at the door
When she walk all on my marble floor, I stunt like I'm supposed
Black dress, hanging off my nigga shelter low
Walk inside my crib see door so thick she can't eat for
Tell me why your bitch keep patrolling like she fravo
Say that she my bitch but that bitch ain't even sour
She gonna keep on working if her father till it does bro
I can throw no benjies if I ever see my side bro
Talk about your money, that's that shit that I don't got
We talk about your bitch but tell the truth man I forgot

I'm smoking on some flowin sheet, cause others don't quoi
And I don't say shala no more, I just say lo home quad
They know I shipper, I've been with the killers talking dealer smoke
Niggas speaking to you but ain't really talk
Sitting in the trap eatin cappa nuci
Hide in a nigga ain't a better notch
Niggas used to get it by the 8 buck
Now I get it by the boat load
Condo sitting at soho smoking on high grade
Sippin on snowball, nigga we so

You are they said be the one
Said be the one
Spinning in my 24 to get it
But that's the mission
Yeah that's the mission