Buddah

Uh, yeah, uh

She looked me dead in my eyes and said I changed

What do I say to you?

Okay, I'ma go with that

She looked me dead in my eyes and said I changed

What do I say to you?

My pocket's only thing that's different now than when I came to you

Christian Louboutins on my feet, she screamin' hallelujah

True Religion jeans around her fanny

Like on the tag, not Buddha

Dun, dun, dun dun, that's the Buddha man

My youngest seen the way I ball, look up to me like, "You the man"

Hell yeah, I'm putting on for everyone that got a dream

Chase it with a passion 'cause everything in life not what it seem

Achieving my goals, no more hoping and wishing

I put in that work and I abort the mission

I balled out the buzz, really scored out the piston

And I'm getting that bag, all about the commission

Dropping them buckets, you know we not missing

I sign my name on a deal like a petition

Sample pieces all in my archive

Can't get these, limited edition

Dun, dun, dun dun, that's the Buddha man

I'm tryna take a trip to go see Johnny, need a jeweler man

Johnny stacked the rack so high

I'm tryna recreate a mountain

Mercedes not broke just 'cause I pulled up and it's bouncing

My bitch let me whip her Maybach, seats laid back

Suppressor on the stick and the drum, I hear a faint clack

That Asian woman tryna touch on me

But I won't cuff a party girl, might be a H.O.E

You know we goin' off the gas like the tank on E

Aye, trade double O, we don't do 223

Aye, True Religion jeans, True Religion jeans

Buddha man, Buddha man bitch (Buddha man)

Buddha man, bitch, Buddha man (Buddha)