[ Featuring Swami ]
Natural born killer like Mickey and Malory
Saying bitch pay me bitch gimme that salary
I need a grip need that energy assault and battery
Heat up the block like a calorie
E in my wop am I trappy enough
See I'm slept on like cash in my mattress be actually
Rap circles round goofy troops like the cavalry
Most of these rappers got brains that's in atrophy
Most of these rappers are famous by charity
Nobody follows you avidly clicking your links off of apathy
Eat a ten strip for my mental capacity
I get to trippin leave casualties
On to your knees for your majesty
Palm full of trees for my apathy
Learned from Swamburger and Nas to rap nastily
Taking my craft to its mastery
Passing the weed under tapestries
Smoke for the lost ones and stash for what's happening
If you live for what's hip and the captioning
Then you're missing the picture
I'm hip I'm what's happening
I'm a bohemian this is the rhapsody
Love's always casualty f*ck it
Bih suck that dick like you mad at me
F*ck it f*ck it f*ck it
Bih suck that dick like you mad at me
Riding around I'm getting it but them two pills got me lifted
And this drank that I've been sippin got me feeling like I'm big pimpin
Feeling like feeling like feeling like I'm big
I've yet to blow G's on a champagne bottle
But I blow hella trees with the wannabe models
And I'm tryna get a dollar but I'm tryna see tomorrow
So I'm fish out of water but I'm staying out of trouble
All I know is struggle all I know is hustle
All I know is get it til it doubles
So I'm back in the town of that H
Soaking up game and I'm tryna stayed laced
Doing whatever the f*ck it might take
Shaking a hater up out of my face
Call up my mama
I stay with some players who stay with the lama
And stay away from bitches who stay with the drama
I say that shit with no comma
That's a period on that motherf*cking statement
Four exclamations some players be faking
And ain't been on same shit that I'm on
Kicking it in different time zones
Getting money on the side bro
Sometimes I drive with my eyes closed
Still make it back in time for my shows
My shows tend to bring out a couple bad hoes
All my homies tryna smash those
I had to go switch up the damn flow
Riding around I'm getting it but them two pills got me lifted
And this drank that I've been sippin got me feeling like I'm big pimpin
Feeling like feeling like feeling like I'm big
Shawty wanna dance with me on the sand with me
Make a band with me let those grams hit me I'm out to sea
Shawty wanna dance with me on the sand with me
Make a band with me let those grams hit me I'm out to sea
Stripes like Adidas but I'm Reebok classic
Old school playa I'm a T top fanatic
See a lotta money and you know I gotta grab it
See a fine honey and I'm probably tryna mack it
Shawty wanna dance with me on the sand with me
Make a band with me let those grams hit me I'm out to sea
Slide up in her hummer
Bank account looking like a phone number
And it's almost summer so no cuffing season
Probably in it for all the wrong reasons
Shawty wanna dance with me on the sand with me
Make a band with me let those grams hit me I'm out to sea
Shawty wanna dance with me on the sand with me
Make a band with me let those grams hit me I'm out to sea
