Lyrics:

[Prelude]
yeah, (uh) yeah, yeah,
(uh) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
(uh) yeah, yeah, yeah,

[Chorus]
Pinocchio my wrist don't tell that mf Gepetto,
'Cause he gon' diamond test my wrist and find out that it's metal, 
I told the IRS I'm broke, my government tryna meddle, 
They claimin' eminent domain on all my chains and all my bezels, (agh!)

[Verse]
I got a milly on my mind, 
Text me, call me, you know I won't reply,
I'm up in the stratosphere, got way up in the sky,
Conquered all my demons, now I'm not afraid to fly,

(yeah) She heard that I got some cash, 
Now she want my time yeah,
She lookin' for a handout, she can't get a dime yeah,

She asking for advice, girl I think I need some time,
Man, that's suspicious, bitch I think you want reprisal,

Never had a rollie or a car,
Rockstar, chillin' playing Jerry on guitar,
Addicted to the lines, and the bars that kill my mind,
Oh you want some more? From the Smor3zzz? Get in line,

I could never take it, 
Frown on my face so I fake it till I make it,
Livin' like a hustler, I'm living like Hugh, EW
Lookin' like a fuck face, how could I rock with you,

And she know that I made it, cause every time she hit my line she lookin for some paper,
I swear to god I'm trying not to ever be complaisant, I roll my problems in a blunt and smoke 'em into vapor.

[Chorus]
Pinocchio my wrist don't tell that mf Gepetto,
'Cause he gon' diamond test my wrist and find out that it's metal, 
I told the IRS I'm broke, my government tryna meddle, 
They claimin' eminent domain on all my chains and all my bezels, (agh!)

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