Tell me have ya seen her
So f*cking beautiful
She dances like ballerina
Pass on the tap
Pass the pellegrino
Back to the trap
Park the yacht at the Marina
Off the Bombay and tequila
But I love it
F*ck it
Trips to Costa Rica
And she chillin in the bleachers
Wondern will I see her
Gotta stop dreamin
Told pops stop scheming
In the drop top Beamer
With the non stop speeding
And the five cops feigning
Why they sitting on the porch
In New York smokin ports
I gotta get up
Grab the shit and go
You already know
Money for the gold
And I watch him hit the woah
Lil baby touch ya toes
You know it goes bitch
Yeah
Bish I'm John Lennon
I'm a dreamer
Pull up in the Beamer
Tell em that you notice him
Put the spark up in his bars again
Writing for the piece of mind
But ain't feeling accomplished
Ain't fueling the monsters
That be chillin bed side
Got caught in the headlights
We up till the sunrise
Ain't one for the nighttime
One for the goodbyes
Two for the good times
I ain't ready yet
The 40 pointed at my chest
I'm stuck on the last breathe
He sold me some bad tech
Lost in the forest
Got stung by the hornets
He burned all the storage
In love with the chorus
More keef
Like morris
Whippin the Taurus
Cops came with a warrant
Said he would scorch it
Said we was scoreless
She f*cking gorgeous
When we fighting
And I'm lighting
While she crying
And I'm riding like a Viking
Tennessee just like the titans
Need to stop thinking with my heart
And start thinking in with my head
Wanted dead or alive
That's the sight in their eyes
And I'm fighting for my life
Just to get to work
And Get to work
And go back again
I don't wanna f*cking trap again
Back to the bags
Back to the pack
Stacks from the flats
Beans like I'm jimmy
Shimmy yam
Shimmy yizzle
Pull up with a pistol
Round the world like I'm pitbul
Mr international
Former mr Kenny
Diamond got a gold machete
Pull up in the bentley
Shouts to Beal nate and rennie
Cheers with the henny
On the block like I'm Jenny
But I'm not