Origami

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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 (ayy)

One in a million (ayy), why would I take your opinion?
You would pro'ly would fold in the shit that I been in
Made it out, ooh, what a feelin', look how they done turned the hero to a villain (villain)
Notice we callin' them opps, I might send a shot from the top of the buildin' (pew)
Never take me for no industry plant, we can't do all that linkin' and buildin' (cert)
Fuck do y'all take me for?
Gassed up, the tank is on F, I fuck her the best, she know I ain't kissin' no whore
GPS, look at 'em lost, he ain't got the sauce, he ain't got the vision no more (no)
I used to point at the guards to give 'em 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 fall 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 (no)
Only few places I go anymore (ha-ha), trunk in the front with the vertical doors (woo)

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

You know, I say I'm up and I'm still bein' generous (generous)
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 (you know what time it is)
I got so used to me winnin' shit
Won't even suit up for scrimmages (no), 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 and forth with 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?

Mister Celine, I put the D on her, bring her 'round prime-time, I had to D on her
She brought her friend, she look like Rihanna, won't have the molly, won't have the C on her
Let's have a threesome if we agree on her, I feel like Klay, 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 (ahaha)

Yee!
You know what it is



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Writer(s): Gerald Gillum, Ishmael Montague, Mathias Daniel Liyew
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