The Plus Is Silent

Y'all really don't know bout +Ultra out here, that's wild
Somebody better tell em bout it

Tell em
Tell em!
Fuck that I'm on something else
You can keep your Gucci, I'm on a another belt
Swear you icey til that fucker melt
I played my hand and had another dealt

Y'all really playing with my name like I a'int Blueface, the next big thing
Yeah a'ight

Keep your Gucci, I'm in a different bag
Never know the price, I don't look at tags
Never bob and weave when I'm pulling tracks
I'm a different man spitting different facts
Got different waves, got different pain
Got different skill on a different move
Feel like Melly, I got different moods
Call me 2 Chainz, yeah I'm different too (true)
No lo mein, talk exquisite food
Got propane in my damn veins
In the fast lane, pop champagne
No mundane, I'm unchained
I'm Django, I'll gunsling
Got pain though, I'm hustling
My chain low, it's rustling
I'm bueno if just one thing
Heating up like trust the climate
Eating good like "what's a diet?"
Acting up, you mustn't try it
If you must know, the plus is silent