Sin (feat. Jaden Smith)

Man, fuck all y'all (Just come wit' me)
 Everything I do is for us only (Yeah, yeah)
 Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell)
 It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London)
 Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again
 The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
 Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
 I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
 Ayy, they told me don't spend
 I went got the racks and I did it again
 Ayy, I think she a twin
 Plus she got red calamari skin
 Ayy, you don't got no wins
 You should grab something white and just throw it on in
 I went to school, got suspended
 I told her I want some head, bobby pin
 If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
 I ain't had no money to spend
 I got my first check and went paid off my rent
 I poured a four from the clouds down
 And my head floating in bliss (Goddamn)
 I'm on the phone with big bro now (Damn)
 He told me keep Benz on the race (Goddamn)
 Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists
 Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch
 Man we never miss, okay (god-)
 'Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up
 We ain't takin' no pictures
 See all the wings in the front, it's us
 We had to triple the digits
 See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man
 We had to grant all they wishes (We grants)
 Casamigos got me spinnin'
 But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers
 Let's go (Goddamn)
 I'm rocking Dior Sauvage (Damn)
 I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen (god)
 I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand
 I'm watchin' these women
 Money's the reason I'm sinning
 Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin
 You niggas don't care 'bout women
 Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking care plenty
 I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off
 I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner
 Got the same name as the butler
 But more money than Ashley and her mother
 Got a backwood full of sherbert, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder
 Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again
 The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
 Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
 I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
 Ayy, they told me don't spend
 I went got the racks and I did it again
 Ayy, I think she a twin
 Plus she got red calamari skin
 Ayy, you don't got no wins
 You should grab something white and just throw it on in
 I went to school, got suspended
 I told her I want some head, bobby pin
 If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
 I ain't had no money to spend
 I got my first check and went paid off my rent
 Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up
 Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose
 She tryna act like she perfect
 I see all the masks that you leave on the surface
 She made me write all my verses in cursive
 She need all them purses at Hermès
 That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll
 Man, we always working, let's go
 Ay, bitch I'ma pour some Act, got some brand new graffiti
 It's going down my back
 I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl you can pick
 Rocking Giuseppe Zanotti's a night
 I spent half a million designer on kits
 I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby girl you can pick
 I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear
 I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream
 I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
 Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
 I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
 ♪
 Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
 I'm in London, got my beat from London
 
 Man, fuck all y'all (Just come wit' me)
 Everything I do is for us only (Yeah, yeah)
 Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell)
 It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London)
 Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again
 The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
 Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
 I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
 Ayy, they told me don't spend
 I went got the racks and I did it again
 Ayy, I think she a twin
 Plus she got red calamari skin
 Ayy, you don't got no wins
 You should grab something white and just throw it on in
 I went to school, got suspended
 I told her I want some head, bobby pin
 If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
 I ain't had no money to spend
 I got my first check and went paid off my rent
 I poured a four from the clouds down
 And my head floating in bliss (Goddamn)
 I'm on the phone with big bro now (Damn)
 He told me keep Benz on the race (Goddamn)
 Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists
 Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch
 Man we never miss, okay (god-)
 'Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up
 We ain't takin' no pictures
 See all the wings in the front, it's us
 We had to triple the digits
 See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man
 We had to grant all they wishes (We grants)
 Casamigos got me spinnin'
 But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers
 Let's go (Goddamn)
 I'm rocking Dior Sauvage (Damn)
 I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen (god)
 I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand
 I'm watchin' these women
 Money's the reason I'm sinning
 Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin
 You niggas don't care 'bout women
 Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking care plenty
 I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off
 I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner
 Got the same name as the butler
 But more money than Ashley and her mother
 Got a backwood full of sherbert, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder
 Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again
 The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
 Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
 I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
 Ayy, they told me don't spend
 I went got the racks and I did it again
 Ayy, I think she a twin
 Plus she got red calamari skin
 Ayy, you don't got no wins
 You should grab something white and just throw it on in
 I went to school, got suspended
 I told her I want some head, bobby pin
 If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
 I ain't had no money to spend
 I got my first check and went paid off my rent
 Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up
 Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose
 She tryna act like she perfect
 I see all the masks that you leave on the surface
 She made me write all my verses in cursive
 She need all them purses at Hermès
 That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll
 Man, we always working, let's go
 Ay, bitch I'ma pour some Act, got some brand new graffiti
 It's going down my back
 I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl you can pick
 Rocking Giuseppe Zanotti's a night
 I spent half a million designer on kits
 I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby girl you can pick
 I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear
 I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream
 I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
 Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
 I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
 ♪
 Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
 I'm in London, got my beat from London
 
 Man, fuck all y'all (Just come wit' me)
 Everything I do is for us only (Yeah, yeah)
 Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell)
 It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London)
 Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again
 The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
 Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
 I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
 Ayy, they told me don't spend
 I went got the racks and I did it again
 Ayy, I think she a twin
 Plus she got red calamari skin
 Ayy, you don't got no wins
 You should grab something white and just throw it on in
 I went to school, got suspended
 I told her I want some head, bobby pin
 If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
 I ain't had no money to spend
 I got my first check and went paid off my rent
 I poured a four from the clouds down
 And my head floating in bliss (Goddamn)
 I'm on the phone with big bro now (Damn)
 He told me keep Benz on the race (Goddamn)
 Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists
 Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch
 Man we never miss, okay (god-)
 'Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up
 We ain't takin' no pictures
 See all the wings in the front, it's us
 We had to triple the digits
 See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man
 We had to grant all they wishes (We grants)
 Casamigos got me spinnin'
 But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers
 Let's go (Goddamn)
 I'm rocking Dior Sauvage (Damn)
 I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen (god)
 I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand
 I'm watchin' these women
 Money's the reason I'm sinning
 Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin
 You niggas don't care 'bout women
 Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking care plenty
 I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off
 I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner
 Got the same name as the butler
 But more money than Ashley and her mother
 Got a backwood full of sherbert, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder
 Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again
 The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
 Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
 I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
 Ayy, they told me don't spend
 I went got the racks and I did it again
 Ayy, I think she a twin
 Plus she got red calamari skin
 Ayy, you don't got no wins
 You should grab something white and just throw it on in
 I went to school, got suspended
 I told her I want some head, bobby pin
 If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy
 I ain't had no money to spend
 I got my first check and went paid off my rent
 Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up
 Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose
 She tryna act like she perfect
 I see all the masks that you leave on the surface
 She made me write all my verses in cursive
 She need all them purses at Hermès
 That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll
 Man, we always working, let's go
 Ay, bitch I'ma pour some Act, got some brand new graffiti
 It's going down my back
 I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl you can pick
 Rocking Giuseppe Zanotti's a night
 I spent half a million designer on kits
 I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby girl you can pick
 I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear
 I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream
 I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
 Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
 I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
 ♪
 Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
 I'm in London, got my beat from London