[Verse]
I trust my worst enemy more than you
Paris Match, MOTOMAMI in Louis bag
I have the yard that you won't have
But you have everything that I lost

[Pre-Chorus]
Someone new wants something from me
Way more knives in the VIP
Nights alone and my crew partying
That's how Ferraris crash
Someone new wants something about me
Way more knives in the VIP
Nights alone and my crew partying
Almost nobody sees what I lost

[Chorus]
LAX (Chin, chin), pretty for my flex
Never pretty for my ex (Eh)
Jetlag in my Rolex (Eh)
Paparazzi, Rolleiflex (Eh)
It's not serious, don't you see it?
I'm modest
O-1 Visa ovеr this one

[Post-Chorus]
It feels heavy
It feels heavy, it feels hеavy
The spotlights for me
The spotlights for me, I wanted that for me, I had it for me
It feels heavy
It feels heavy, it feels heavy
The spotlights for me
Before they burn me, let me out

[Instrumental Outro]