High society, Established notoriety

YOUR PUBS WORST NIGHTMARE

So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm a model hoe's wet dream, in her sleep
Performin X-rated ♥♥♥♥ scenes, me goin deep
O.C. the Starchild, let your cameras record
I'm like a man bein honored at the Grammy awards
I pitch lines like fastballs
Mush-out, rap my ass off
Knuckle gaze crumblin your glass jaw
Supreme figure, drink liquor, what team thicker?
"The Big Picture" be the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ theme ♥♥♥♥♥
Flamboyant forever, this is how it goes
Pray we don't clap your way when the gats explode

OFFICIAL ANTHEM