[Chorus]
I see eyes, in the hill
Need a cabinet, filled with pills
Need a house, filled with hoes
With the floors, made of gold
Need a safe, filled with guns
I need women, more than one
Need a rave, just to crash it
I’m tryna live lavish

[Verse 1]
I’m tryna live lavish
Live like every day my last, shit
She say she love my old tape
This is why better than my last shit
Get rich overnight, I can’t exaggerate
I can’t wait to move my momma in a better place
I took my women to L.A., to Californicate
We damn near arguin’ every time she go away
Plus these hoes wanna fuck on me
But I won’t let em fuck on me
I know these bitches be scandalish
I can’t handle, so I let my women handle it, she gon’ vandle it

[Chorus]
I see eyes, in the hill
Need a cabinet, filled with pills
Need a house, filled with hoes
With the floors, made of gold
Need a safe, filled with guns
I need women, more than one
Need a rave, just to crash it
I’m tryna live lavish

[Bridge]
Every day, I’m slappin’
Keep a liquor bottle in my lap
And I keep a drug sack in my bag
Trap house in my bag

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I see eyes, in the hill
Need a cabinet, filled with pills
Need a house, filled with hoes
With the floors, made of gold
Need a safe, filled with guns
I need women, more than one
Need a rave, just to crash it
I’m tryna live lavish



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