Pure

Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I got to count it twice just to be sure
Can’t trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle every day, don’t want to be poor
Repent every day just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a purebred for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme des Garçons
My heart is so pure, I stay rackin' in money
I’m trying to be pure but this world is so phony
I told you, don’t leave your ho 'round me, lil' homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne
These niggas be cap 'bout they sales, Columbus
I pulled up in a Hellcat at the dungeon
Yellow diamonds, pinky ring like a Funyun
Yes, I can make your shit tear, no onions
Pull out the knife, boy, they spitting balogna
I tried the Benz but the Rolls Royce goin' dummy
This Prada jacket have you proud for nothin'
She hopped in my bed, and we went beyond
I’m proud of her head, she proud of our money
You pussy lil' niggas get drilled, no army
What’s in my cup same color as Barney
Matter of fact, I need the plug out the pharmacy
My ho gon' hop out that closet, no Narnia
Guess that she bi, I guess it’s the money
Got blues like the skies, ain’t talking 'bout hundreds
Niggas talking beef, we gon' pull up like hunting
Got the Noah’s Ark AP on, I’m flooded
Niggas not even ready for this discussion
She gon' give me head 'til I get a concussion
Baby on my motherfuckin' skin like lotion
Pop a Percocet, now I move slow motion
Everything I do is real golden
All these hoes know that I’m chosen
Know I am the wave, no ocean
Got my ex bitch trying to get a token
Trying to call me every time her boy broken
Got big racks on me, yeah, stuffed crust
Yeah, I don’t even pass, I only puff-puff
I’m just gon' blow gas, that’s yes-yes
Everything pure
I got the purest diamonds out the floor
I got to count it twice just to be sure
Can’t trust nobody, can never be sure
I hustle every day, don’t want to be poor
Repent every day just so I can stay pure
My bitch is the purest, a purebred for sure
Pure drip on my body, Comme des Garçons
My heart is so pure, I stay rackin' in money
I’m trying to be pure but this world is so phony
I told you, don’t leave your ho 'round me, lil' homie
She kiss on my neck, YSL cologne
These niggas be cap 'bout they sales, Columbus