Gracious

Oh, no, no, no

All his opps gone

Oh, no, no, no

Yeah

Oh, no, no, no

Hendrix

Young nigga slangin' cutta, say he got all his opps gone

Trap bunkin' that fishscale, serve it to a Martian (oh, oh)

Fresh in Rick Owens, drankin' Wockhardt (oh, oh)

I'm not Terrell Owens, bet I won't cry for you (I won't cry)

Walked through hell and back for you, now I'm an icon (walkin' through hell)

Product of my crazy environment (Pluto)

Bitch said she vegan, still eat me like lobster (uh)

Freaky and conceited, she in need of a rockstar (oh, yeah)

I'm thuggin', I'm thuggin', gotta call up Sasha (thuggin', I'm thuggin')

Yeah, cop 30 while she mop it up (oh, oh)

Show me you gracious, takin' off my socks

Show me you love me, never talk to opps

Show me that you love me

Don't just say it

Oh, no (yeah)

Oh, no (Hendrix)

I just stepped out a warzone, ooh, yeah

I'm 'bout to put my sauce-sauce on this bitch

Come through zoomin' in a Porsche-orsche, Jordan three six

I get to have a choice, choice, at least three bitches

Hoppin' out a passenger in a right Rolls, totin' a blicky

I know this lifestyle can get crazy and sticky

You gracious, I know it, it shows

Different ladies is makin' you nauseous

Don't be flagrant, I know it's exhaustin'

It's the passion I'll show to you often

Your love's locked down (you so contagious)

You so gracious

Your love's locked down

You so gracious

You so faithful (you so gracious)

You so gracious

You so faithful

You so contagious

You so gracious