Oh, man, I heard you're not a fan
Oh, damn, I made a change of plans
Gotta drop an EP just to show you I'm the man
Gonna show my peepee just because I f*cking can
Word is on the street that you won't see me on the street
Locked behind the red brick and I threw away the keys
Cocked up like I'm Kendrick but I'm brand new on the scene
Hunting after cheques I want them in the blue and green
And oh, no, what's up with these hoes
Why they never hit me back when I hit up their phone
I don't look like Kevin why they leave me home alone
Think the man in heaven want me out here on my own
Yeah, f*ck the Vitton
F*ck St. Laurent
Black sheep like I'm Sean
OG Leon
I gotta make
Feel sick if I'm not
This shit my fate
I'm taking my shot
Yeah
Imma blow it up like its Pompeii, yeah
Rise up through the ashes in the new day, yeah
Racin to the top in the new age, yeah
Take over the stage on a new wave
Take over the feed with a new face
Imma blow it up like its Pompeii
Imma blow it up like its Pompeii
Imma blow it up like its Pompeii
Black sheep in the white skin, you hear me now
I'm flexin on my old kin, I'm looking down
Yeah
I'm looking down
I'm looking down
Flexin on my old kin, I'm looking down