Supreme lyrics

[Chorus: Quadeca]
I am supreme, huh
I get all that money for my team, yeah
f*ck do you mean? Huh (Yeah)
Diamonds all over my jeans, what? (Yeah)
I am all over your screen
D-d-doing sh*t that you never seen, yeah
I am supreme, huh
Diamonds all over my jeans! What?
Ayy

[Verse 1: Quadeca]
Yeah, huh, I just pulled up rocking my Supreme, huh
She like, "Oh my God, you looking clean", huh
I'm the b*tch, you know that that's a fact
When I walk in, that's a wrap, cut, end of the scene, huh
Now they see me pullin' up with Dante, uh
She like, "Oh my God, you came a long way"
I'm like, "Can you step out of the walk way?"
Got pay, now I'm grande, like your latte
I'm a star now, I'm gettin' all the bucks
Foreign cars for the bars, what I'm getting ain't enough
Getting diamonds, I'm already in the rough
Yeah, I'm young, trade the numbers with a seven and a one
Ayy, I've been livin' on a mission
And they wishin' that they give into the vision from my seat, huh
But I'ma try to fit it with no limit
I'ma spit it, and it makes it so they spit it on repeat! (Ayy!)
Now I drop it, they react it up
Yeah, all of y'all are wack, time to pack it up, uh
They like, "Why you gotta brag so much?"
'Cause I came up from a place that didn't have so much
Ayy, so I guess I am the man
They wanna see me down low in the sand
They tell me I should stick to the plan
I said, "f*ck that", now I'm steady makin' bands
Ayy, yeah
[Chorus: Quadeca]
I am supreme, huh
I get all that money for my team, huh
f*ck do you mean? Huh (Yeah)
Diamonds all over my jeans, what?
I am all over your screen
D-d-doing sh*t that you never seen, yeah
I am supreme, huh
Diamonds all over my jeans! What?
Ayy

[Verse 2: Reactitup]
Lad to the beat, 'cause I'm silly-silly
Sold Bitcoin a year ago, worked a milli' (Million)
Got the Tesla, 'cause I didn't want the billy (Skrrt!)
Brought it back to the pad, yeah, that's dilly-dilly (Yeah)
We be watching the bank account flip (Huh?)
Louis all over my drip (My drip)
Gucci all over my flips (My flips)
Bape and Supreme be the fit (Huh?)
Broke-ass n*ggas do the most
Boy, you so broke, that it's gross, 1.8 is what I gross
Throwin' bread up, catch a loaf
Burnin' through the bread, that's toast
I been cookin' in the booth, no gourmet
Stacking up more bank, videos in 4K
Me and your girl in your house shootin' homemades
All in her mouth, like Colgate (God damn, uh!)
And funny, y'all n*ggas, y'all fighting for four plays (Huh)
f*ck on your hoe with no foreplay (God damn)
That's how I know that she f*ck with the kid ([?])
Like motherf*cker 6ix9ine's court case (Damn, uh, uh!)
Killin' beats, I do not do this often (Often, okay)
He don't wear Supreme then we off em' (Off 'em, uh-huh)
Y'all dont want this smoke, 'cause you coughin' (Pew, pew, pew, pew!)
Fresh to death, like Listerine in a coffin (Pew, pew, pew!)
[Chorus: Quadeca]
I am supreme, huh
I get all that money for my team, yeah
f*ck do you mean? Huh (Yeah)
Diamonds all over my jeans, what? (Yeah)
I am all over your screen
D-d-doing sh*t that you never seen, yeah
I am supreme, huh
Diamonds all over my jeans! What?
Ayy