[ Featuring Tye Beats ]
(Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too? The f*ck got into you?)
(Basskids, answer yo' motherf*ckin' phone, nigga)
Sucka nigga, I don't know 'em, I ain't f*ckin' wit 'em (yeah)
I love this shit, I brushed it off my shoulder like I'm Jigga
I'm getting high and flexing, bitch know I'm a gang member
You bringing up my name but we get paid different (yeah, yeah)
Just got a bag of black rubber bands, I'm tryna fill 'em (yeah)
Man, f*ck the pop, I'm sippin', this shit raw, I'm tryna feel it
That lightweight ass chain, man, I take that bitch and bend it (what?)
That three thousand ain't shit, that's just shoppin' for my bitches (what?)
Fly her to an island, f*ck her in a villa
I showed that bitch was pimpin was, turnt her to the realest
Got As on, the Bathing Ape, bitch, I'm a fresh gorilla
My young boul with that Drac Drac in the bushes where you livin'
This shit ain't no play place, better go find some children
My Air Force 1s eight-some but I'm really chillin'
I ain't buying that bullshit but niggas keep tryna sell it
Hit the road, no school trip, trafficking paraphernalia
"I like when you wear that fly shit, bae, that's so appealing"
Man, I done stacked some wild shit, it's 'bout to break the ceiling
She wanna wake up, see my face, she just gon' keep wishin'
Nah, I don't sip wine, baby, there's purple in my kizzup
Talked to bro from prison, he wish it was different
He never getting out but he just happy that I'm livin'
I be dreaming while I be havin' the strap up under my pillow
My bitch caught me with that ho, I told her that's my God sister
Double brown season, I hit but I'm not kissin'
I'm rich off five-seven, I'ma bump and grind with her
Went and made enough to make a Wraith off Enterprise rentals
When the bricks come they beige, look like Fear of God, Essentials
I'm killing off all my hoes, man, I need some learned sisters
I hate clean ass Sprites man, I wanna put some lines in em
I'm balling hard, I'm gettin' fed, I'm feel like Zion Williams
I left the store with so much shit they think I'm shoplifting
I'm like a island, by the wave, I'm surrounded
Won't see me vouching 'cause I know them niggas lyin'
They throwin' shade but it still won't stop my brightness
The streets ain't for you, nigga, better go work at Chrysler
Nigga don't wanna cop, you just wanna ask about the prices
Boy, we on yo' ass, better have some tactics for survival
Showed 'em a hard-ass circle, you think it was a cabinet full of China
If this rap shit don't work, I'm right back to trapping, Fetty Wappin'
I wanna pour some red, this bitch want Red Lobster
I ain't even feelin' sick, I just need a head doctor
The switch'll make that bitch spit like it's eating sunflowers
I know you can't send no blitz, nigga, you ain't got the manpower
Sicko, Ian Connor, don't talk about it, been 'bout it
Bitch, tell me I can nut in her and she gon' piss it out
Killin' rap niggas, man, I need a teardrop
