[Verse 1]
Win some lose some
Gassed up n*gga then do somethin
Sin some boof some
I can take your b*tch just to prove somethin
Bah Bah stack up, you a rat bout to call backup
NASDAQ stats up, watch a n*gga Pacquiao the track up, TimTom Pacquiao the pack up, n*ggas get the point like a tack up
You can get pressed don’t slack up
These rap cat stats don’t stack up
How you got 100k plays
But uh only 2 comments
These n*ggas is gassed like a comet
I stay with my dog Willis and Grommet
Outfit so sick that she vomit
Spit sh*t you feel in your stomach
I get high then I plummet
Bet I rise to the summit
Strategize you’re redundant
I’m curving a b*tch like a bullet on Wanted
Where, Why, What, How and Who want it
You ran it we run it
I don't f*ck with you and I let it show
f*cking sick of people telling me to let sh*t go
Okay I'm cool
Sativa it kicks like a mule
Call it gas but its not fuel
Haha hehe
Playing games boy this ain't E3
n*ggas run up on you like 3 deep
Wrap you in a blanket like ET
Word around town I got flame
Word around town put respect on my name
Walk with a limp like I'm lane
Walk in this b*tch like I'm Citizen Kane
[Chorus]
Hat, BOBBY
Shirt, BOBBY
Pants, BOBBY
Shoes, BOBBY
Bobby [x8]