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I wanna be like Frank Sinatra
Spend all my money in Nevada
Smell my teen spirit like Nirvana
Smoke up a big one with Obama
In fact Rihanna
She said "Oh na na"
Then I get freaky with Madonna
We wearing Fendi, Gucci, Prada
I think I'm living like a baller
Or maybe it's the marihuana
No stranger photos
Blink once, blink, twice, then I go home
Private jet already,
your friends, he will
have to promo
I roll out of bed wearing Fendy and fancy clothes, so
Why don't you step outside, I'll be on the rise
I'll be barely sleeping till my name is up in lights
Nothing on my mind, something to decide
I'm already headin' to risen, I'm gonna vibe
I wanna be like Frank Sinatra
Spend all my money in Nevada
Smell my teen spirit like Nirvana
Smoke up a big one with Obama
In fact Rihanna
She said "Oh na na"
Then I get freaky with Madonna
We wearing Fendi, Gucci, Prada
I think I'm living like a baller
Or maybe it's the marihuana
I be the highest in the room
With Traavis, rolling and deserce
I becoming throw down
Busy better throw down
Windsor in the bucket,
and the palace in my playground
Watch me selling eighty thousand on a stadium stage
Cruze, boujee, Lambo at the very next day
But it's all a dream
And I know I make this
Like I'm a walking cliche
I wanna be like Frank Sinatra (like Frank Sintara)
Spend all my money in Nevada (I got her running now)
Smell my teen spirit like Nirvana (yeah)
Smoke up a big one with Obama (whoo)
In fact Rihanna (ay,ay)
She said "Oh na na" (She said "Oh na na")
Then I get freaky with Madonna
We wearing Fendi, Gucci, Prada (I got the bucket)
I think I'm living like a baller
Or maybe it's the marihuana
You gotta be careful, lot of this fake game
Ambition takes you to a strange place, man
City, Heaven show 11,
27 Club on your mind
Got bangers on your walls, but the hater want more
You list it to the charts,
and it's irrelevant noise
Just numbers to the labels,
Their loyalties unstable
We keeping all our royalties,
and turning all the tables
Relationships can make
you wanna break it with a cold heart
This shit's a blessing and
I'm blessed as you fall or rise
I'm for the highest
Names are but lies
That the penny dropped value
I wanna be like Frank Sinatra
Spend all my money in Nevada
Smell my teen spirit like Nirvana
Smoke up a big one with Obama
In fact Rihanna
She said "Oh na na"
Then I get freaky with Madonna
We wearing Fendi, Gucci, Prada
I think I'm living like a baller
Or maybe it's the marihuana
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