Got my tie dye's
I'm on that frsh shit
Smoke New Wave
I'm the captain
Laughs to Malibu
I'm cruisin' like a brattish brute
Big like pumps
I'll bet the booze
F*ck 'em man
I don't wanna from all the momma boys
Or all the basic bitches suckin' on Babushka balls
I'm bedazzled
Cristal Connors travelled, I'm casual
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, today
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, today
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, today
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, get out the way
Lit on city pass
I'mm beat this beat back
4/4, rhythm Dillion Danis
I'm more Danaher, I'm passing
Got me assassins, a death squad, we laughing
Trap rules, den dues
Paid on the morrow
F*ck the last one, you'll see me in Cairo
Styrofoam, wrap me up and ship me
To a faraway land where the bimbos be
Wrists on writsts
Diss don't mean no shit
Cliques XCX-ing, Queens killing the pics
F*ck I don't miss
If bitches clamour and stagger
I need you to get them outta my hands, bruh
Bali mits me because they miss me
The white boy saving the economy
I'm Warrent Buffet putting money in your community
F*ck the rhyme scheme, I've been gone looney lately
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, today
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, today
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, today
Run, run, run, run, run, runaway
I fly, fly, fly, fly, get out the way