[Intro]
Yung Noodle
[Verse]
b*tch I'm white, but that sh*t is alright
I'll roll a leaf, but I ain't gon' hit that white
Rip a bong, Cheech and Chong
I ain't got change so move the f*ck along
You think I'm broke? You ain't wrong
Got six bucks while making this song
Took four shots, black out in the backyard
Buy all my sh*t with my mother's credit card
Talk a bunch of sh*t but I ain't really hard
Got all B's b*tch I'm not no retard
You think 'bout hitting me? We'll see
My dad's a lawyer, he'll lock you up gladly
Love no thotties, that's the rule
I ain't got shooters, except the ones that hit up schools
Got my fake clout, b*tch I'm feeling cool
Recording sounds like I'm using f*cking Smule
Lil' Pump, esketit
Bird gang, b*tch I'm f*cking with it
In my basement, drinking Coke
Y'all slumped but we stay woke
With your b*tch, now she soaked
It's 8 am, and we already smoked
I want an office with a big ass foyer
Tricking b*tches, like Thomas Sawyer
Saucing wiggas, like Thomas Müller
Finessing hoes, I'm a b*tch puller