Michael Phelps lyrics

[Intro]
(Dyc, where you at?)

[Chorus: Texako]
When I walk around with a band
All these hunnids in my hand
I'm like I don't know where I stand
I might fly out of Japan
I'm so high I can't land
I got a plug out in Thailand
I might go and go buy some land
I might go and buy you a crib
I might go and buy you a b*tch
I wanna go and cop a Patek
Swim around like I'm Michael Phelps
I'm so high but I can't land
Spin again if I hear that he ain't dead
I'ma cha-cha in his crib
And I'ma slide-out and shoot his kid

[Verse 1: Texako]
I'm so high like I don't know
Shorty said "Brrr" yeah, hang up the phone
Don't you ask me, I don't know
I ain't focused about no ho
I'm just scared of going back broke
Take no L, all I do is score
We up 10-5, check the score
I'm like, ten-five rock his dome
[Verse 2: BoofPaxkMooky]
Balenci on my toe
Yeah, I'm in the back of his head
Spin again if I heard he ain't dеad
You talkin' hot boy, you be scared
Yeah, I got on Numbеr Nine, it was bread
This b*tch fell in love, sh*t was crazy
No, I can't save you
You thought you was "baby" (No you not)
You thought I was wasted
But I got a Glock, this lil' b*tch don't phase me
Oh nah, keep that bag away from me
Might run off with the guap
Keep yo-keep yo hoe away from me, 'cause she just gave me top
Pull up, UPS, I got b*tches in a box
I was in New York, my boy make bank, he milly rock

[Verse 3: KA$HDAMI]
b*tch I'm f*ckin' on yo thot, I'm makin' plays, b*tch I can't stop
I send some shots, Juju wanna-be how them bullets make him drop
I'm on the block with my slime, n*gga like 'Sito
I'm ready to blow n*ggas like a C4
The block got hot, n*gga, like a Cheeto
Gettin' these chips, n*gga, like Doritos
n*ggas corny like a mother f*ckin' Frito
He wanna feature, can't get it for free though
Empty the clip, n*gga then I reload
Look at my jeans, pockets on honor-roll, all hunnids
n*ggas be squares, Punnett
Catch 'em in traffic you know I'ma bust it
When a young n*gga you know its in public
Kick back, in the trap, double drum attached
Rollin' through the A, thirty-eight tucked into my waist
n*gga I don't play, get up in my way and you gon' die today
f*ck you and yo gang, n*gga y'all can't hang
.2 could split yo brain
[Chorus: Texako]
When I walk around with a band
All these hunnids' in my hand
I’m like I don't know where I stand
I might fly out of Japan
I'm so high I can't land
I got a plug out in Thailand
I might go and go buy some land
I might go and buy you a crib
I might go and buy you a b*tch
I wanna go and cop a Patek
Swim around like I'm Michael Phelps
I'm so high but I can't land
Spin again if I hear that he ain't dead
I'ma cha-cha in his crib
And I'ma slide out and shoot his kid