This sh*t drop so craze
I-80 baby , purple got me hazy
My eyes lookin Asian
f*cked yo lady now she think we dating
Roll for my n*ggas Mercedes
To the gravey , know that I got em like Trayvee
Imma boss you just a trainee
Team so wavy , might as well call us the Navy
Whippin a whip like a baby , in the trap slaving
Chains they on they clanging
Ice ice skating , chest on froze that sh*t glaciated
I’m not playing , but the game know it’s mine for the taking
Stackin up green like I’m raking
Til my money so tall it bust through heaven basement
Don’t drink so these hoes know I can’t chase em
Tallie on a beat , young fresh wit the cadence
Vans on my feet cuz a n*gga road racing
Couple n*ggas changed on me like stations
But I stayed loyal tho
Cream in her cookie no Oreo
I’m playing pull out perfecto
Hussein cuz a n*gga finna blow
And I’m prolly wit yo b*tch on the low
Her brain retarded , she slow
I’m slow when I see 5-0
Ask me sh*t I don’t know
Who did it , f*ck the law , physics
Higher than Olympus
Old b*tch same phone but who is dis?
f*ck her then good riddance
Glued to the grind , I just need my cut like scissors
Ballin like the Wizards
Stay wit pot like chefs
I’m flipping sh*t just call me Jeff
Like I’m Hef got hoes til death
Don’t hate the player , hate the ref
Like I’m Hef got hoes til death
I’m flipping sh*t just call me Jeff
Stay wit the pot just like a chef
Hit the wood and that b*tch hit me in my chest
Got myself right so it’s f*ck who left
These n*ggas under me just like arrest
Free my n*ggas til they breathe fresh air
Please tell yo b*tch it ain’t nice to stare
You know me , smoke anywhere
Roll up everywhere , wheelchair
Got this sh*t locked , Weezys hair
Fresh*to frio frigidaire
And this ain’t got no hook
n*ggas be talking that gobbledygook
Said that for the sh*ts and the giggles
In the trap talkin sh*t wit my n*ggas (uh)
Going through drop song withdrawals
Don’t drink pop , less it’s drop in my styrofoam , these bars hittin call them hoes xylophones , Os for the low I ain’t never got no caps on
This sh*t drop so crazy , doin a buck flying on 280
My eyes lookin Asian , I’m so high I don’t know what I’m saying
Imma boss and yo ass a trainee
My b*tch real bad , yours a tranny
Need cash , that’s on my mammy
Got jammed , and you sang want a Grammy
Me and yo b*tch got this lil understanding
She know I only love my family
Yo pockets real flat like Stanley
Talk my sh*t so these n*ggas can’t stand me