(Intro)
Yeah wassup dawg, workout tune uh yeah. I’m just saying bro, Lot of stuff I’m talking and have confessions to make Ya’ll ain’t gon’ like this one
(Verse 1)
I make it rain my car came with an umbrella
All I got is paydays posted up and down my schedule
Keep me beggin’ till I faint
I don’t know what else to tell her
Handcuff a chick never
She ain’t mad I just met her
Backstage like a penthouse
My crib your dream house
Heard he got that sack I sent them goons to get you cleaned out
OG still ballin, shows across the water
Don’t understand they language but I understand them dollars
I got that new magic flow, you ain’t heard that’s that killer
Bout to kill the club, Frank Lucas Chinchilla
Sippin’ on that activist
Crack a seal pour it up
Bandz a make her dance stripper pole on my tour bus
Roommate so priceless
On part like an ice-pick
More money in my future, I don’t need no psychic
Still in the game winning, homie I ain’t complaining
Roll me up a fatty let it burn Usher Raymond
(Verse 2)
I was out here working out with Abdul, then he paid me
On the floor, armed cracked knocked out like a baby
I be pushing more weight out here than Jaden
All of Sutton he 350, but in these streets I’m Satan
Lightskinned, Vice Lord, I ain’t banging
Reppin sh*t, no stripes, get you murked
Last time you hear God, you’d be dead in a church
Got advice from Chynna, but these Asians getting worked
I pray that all the racists change they ways, it won’t happen on they turf
If you gay and I’m straight I’ll get cancelled with some merch
f**k a b*t*h yesterday, and put her first name on my shirt
Roll up with my gang, out here erasing racists off this earth
I don’t care about no price, I don’t care about yo life
If you touch a child, pedafile, you’d be gone away like a swipe
I’m a shark out in these trenches till these b*t*hes wanted pipe
I bag a dyke, do her trife, f**k her girlfriend for the night
Know a chick at my college hella thick she hella tight
n***a got the wrist, bet he d**k her down with all might
I don’t mind being the side, till somebody get outta line
He like a nickel, you a dime, so b*t*h you gotta ride
(Verse 3)
Eina, Taylor, Mims got way more Ms than me
Damn that b*t*h is smart, she skips C and goes to D
3 girls I just mentioned I have more names up my sleeve
6 letters in her name with two O’s in between
One big dog, puppy small, I would give Jade-a-kiss
I’m fresh cuz, Hypebeast, Cassidy can take this d**k
Hairstyle, Kaylei fine, dark chocolate, call her Ariana
White girl sing like Taylor Swift, I think her last name Howard
I still have a crush with a taken Island girl called Rihanna
Smith did Will wrong, but his girl’s ex is from Meet The Robinson
I saw a future of my kids, they didn’t like my music sh*t!!