Prototype

LETRA

Prototype

Call it what you want, I just want some head
I don't know your name, money long
On my way, take her home she live in the train
I just ate two more and I'm going outer space

Standin' like, out of sight, uh
Private flight, and it's top ten
Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right
I don't f*** with you clowns, you niggas prototypes

I put a SIM C to Range Rover like a trackhawk
I'm one of the trendsetters cut from a whole different cloth
I done got a rich fetish, stack relish, I'm an underdog
I never get petty, I ain't petty, I'm a real boss
They count big fetty you can tell where a ni*** walk
I know the way you keep stepping, they ain't playing, hear me really talk
Handle the business at all times, early morning when I get a call
Protect the greatest of all time, aw man, you a real dog

Pull up in the SF90, I can switch cars by the minute
It ain't hard to see who in it
It ain't hard to see who winning
Look how I stack my girl she.., had to take her image
Catch me every penny, I don't get offended
I don't get offended

Call it what you want, I just want some head
I don't know your name, money long
On my way, take her home she live in the trey
I just ate two more and I'm going outer space
Standin' like, out of sight, uh
Private flight, and it's top ten
Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right
I don't f*** with you clowns, you niggas prototypes

It's a million in jewelry for insurance, way more than Geico
Last year I was touring, now I'm back in Europe, it's a cycle
I can see the influence that I'm doing, you don't hear a ni***, though
It's a young Gunnawunna and you know I'm comin', I'm a billy goat
For the young one that believe it, it can happen, I'ma keep on giving hope
I'ma keep counting this stack and make it stack up high on your tippy-toes
Niggas be doing the cap and all that capping, catch up to your front door
Brand new cash, need it pronto, wherever I'm at got a plant row

I got my bitch a trainer, she ain't had to get lipo
Nigga had tweeted my name, must've had to be a typo
Petty cash can recycle
Hitting the pull on suppressors, heavy, it ain't light, no

Call it what you want, I just want some bread
I don't know your name, money long
On my way, take her home she live in the trey
I just ate two more and I'm going outer space
Standin' like, out of sight, uh
Private flight, and it's top ten
Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right
I don't f*** with you clowns, you niggas prototypes

I just want some head
I don't know your name
money long
On my way, take her home, she live in the trey
I just ate two more and I'm going out of space