CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Based Students

Got a young n***a flying
Ayy, ayy
(Yo' sage, what the f**k is that?)
Woah, yeah, ayy, what
Ayy, yeah, ayy, uh

Four grams in the wood got a young n***a flyin'
Your b*t*h door open like my motherf**kin' iris
Got packed for the low like my motherf**kin' eyelids
I keep my head up, ain't no time for the whinin'
Bad b*t*h hittin magic tricks, she Hermione
She ask you to smoke then your pack turns to mines's
N***as talk about they made it, but ain't even put their time in
Just a young eye lid n***a from a whole 'nother climate

Wshh, Icy hot
Shoutout to my mama, yeah, she told me how to flock, ayy
Shoutout to my brother Zé, he put me on the sauce
Little K.P. came up in this sh*t we to the top, ayy
Off tops, no matter what the cost is I'm coppin'
You talking bout that sh*t but when we walk in you never pop off
Just actin hella awkward
That wishy-washy sh*t is what I'm not with
Either you my family or a opp, b*t*h
Ah, Straight saucin', ayy
I got some other options
B*t*h I don't need you
Ayy, skrtin' like I'm Pikachu
Electrify that b*t*h imma skeet scoot, skrrt!
F**ked her eight times, she gave me octo-pu**y
In New York I Milly Rock the pu**y

B*t*h, I'm tucked off
Barely even see me on the 'gram
I don't worry bout that sh*t, just makin' hits for all my fans
Fat wood and you know we brought the Hennessy, man
But if you trippin' my bro got it like Yosemite Sam
I just be me and my patnas with the timer takin' hits
Been my family since forever, still rockin' like I'm Kiss
One too many sips of heem make me need to take a p*ss
I be in my own world, unbothered, this sh*t bliss, yeah
Young Asian in the cut, why they call me A positive?
Drop this new sh*t like a bomb, its apocalypse
I'm out this b*t*h, I take off in my rocket ship
Hit it from the back, I'ma really Milly Rock a b*t*h
Late at night I'm sliding, said she leavin' on a porch light
How she entertaining all the homies, that b*t*h Fortnite
(That b*t*h Fortnite, how she entertaining all the-) (Yo' sage, what the f**k is that?)

To the top, never stop
I drop guap on these rocks
When I pull up to the spot, watch them flock to the sauce
Pull off in a drop top, see the stars when I box
B*t*h I'm hot but I'd never heat your leftovers up (Ayy, ayy)
Pockets fat, they ain't curvy
Came up out the mud, why I keep my kicks dirty
Now they see me winnin', so they suckin' me like Kirby
B*t*h I stay ten toes I ain't talkin' bout surfing
Fat backwoods lookin' somethin' like a turban
I'm swervin', this E in my heem got me nervous
The way these n***as move be the same as a circus
You thought you was a man, you gon find what your worth is
Swervin' in the coolest car
Money pilin up like Mount Fujiwara
Talk slick like Rick, I done schooled your broad
Hook shot, ballin on em like Abdul-Jabbar, ayy
B*t*h, f**k you talkin about?
I ain't ever fall of, I've been off from the bounce
Kage Bunshin no Jutsu, they copying for clout
B*t*h, I'm countin up this guap in preposterous amounts, huh
F**ked her eight times, she gave me octo-pu**y
In New York I Milly Rock the pu**y