I treat the gang like one of my phones You can't get in without knowin' the code Call and collect for all that I'm owed This ain't origami, I'm never gon' fold Saint Laurent coat, oh shit My dog 40 water, I tell him to go Take what I'm owed, oh shit This ain't origami, I'm never gon' fold One in a million Why would I take your opinion? You probably were foldin' this shit that I been in Made it out, ooh, what a feelin' Look how they done turned a hero to a villain Notice we callin' them ops I'm icin' a shot from the top of the building Never take me for no industry plan We can't do all that linkin' and buildin' Fuck they all take me for Gass up the tangos on F, I fuck her the best You know I ain't kissin' no whore GPS look at him lost He ain't got the sauce, he ain't got the vision no more I used to point at the guards to give him a play But fuck, I ain't dishin' no more Louis V all on my glasses Saint Laurent jacket, yeah, but the denim's Dior Money fold like origami, fuck am I talkin' bout, my shit can't fold anymore She used to give me cold shoulders I heat it up, her shit ain't cold anymore Only few places I go anymore Trunk in the front with the vertical doors I treat the gang like one of my phones You can't get in without knowin' the code Call and collect for all that I'm owed This ain't origami, I'm never gon' fold Saint Laurent coat, oh shit My dog 40 water, I tell him to go Take what I'm owed, oh shit This ain't origami, I'm never gon' fold I say I'm up and I still be ingenerous Could give all my doubters a stimulus I ain't got no time to reminisce Only attachment I want is a message With videos, images, please don't act innocent I got so used to me winnin' shit Won't even suit up for scrimmages I turned a deal to a dealership We used to drive out of state with the pack Put trees in the boot like a Timberland, ooh My bitch and my ex back in front for the racket I feel like I'm at the Wimbledon, ooh I get to wake up a CEO, shit She say I'm lucky But she get to wake up and see me though, shit So who really lucky? Mr. Chalene, I put the D on her Bring her out prime time, I had the D on her She brought a friend, she look like Rihanna One after Molly, one after C on her Let's have a threesome, if we agree on her I feel like Clay, I hit the three-pointer You know she mine, you see the G on her Seen her with me, now they tryna be on her Ayy, I treat the gang like one of my phones You can't get in without knowin' the code Call and collect for all that I'm owed This ain't origami, I'm never gon' fold Saint Laurent coat, oh shit My dog 40 water, I tell him to go Take what I'm owed, oh shit This ain't origami, I'm never gon' fold