~(Prod. PenachoBeats)~
(Verse 1)
No Coachella this year
Nice Cali whips with the yellow interior
Red Bull spiked with the Ketel One here
Got me talking something crazy cause your hella inferior
And Im' hella sincere
Heard that yo tape flopped like elephant ears
In a tank top with a hand full of pills
And I just took 6 like the Pelicans year
(Bridge)
I don't make no f*cking deals I just do what I want (That's right)
You tried to buy a verse and now your overdrawn (Oh well)
With a sexy baby mama being funny
And her parents from some European countries
(Hook)
And that pus*y so pink so but it tastes like water
She wanna pop these pills well I'm not selfish
Don't need approval from your father
(Verse 2)
No Coachella this year
Looks like, 11 straight years
Is a little far fetched
Like a dog with a hard head
Stayed in Boulder drinking Breckenridge beer
Im getting older and the second Im weird
Imma have 3 kids make em president
Open up a restaurant, put a sign out front
"the motherf*cking president recommends here"
(b*tch!)
The hero back zero game back
They said he could rap but that theory fell flat
And your girl got a pancake ass put some syrup on the that
I commandeer your John Deere just to steer you on track (b*tch!)
You better fear me Im bad
Imma main character in the seris getting stabbed
Imma a period in white pants
A free candy white van
The "I don't give a f*ck man," you idiots blab
(Bridge)
I don't make no f*cking deals I just do what I want (That's right)
You tried to buy a verse and now your overdrawn (Oh well)
With a sexy baby mama being funny
And her parents from some European countries
(Hook)
And that pus*y so pink so but it tastes like water
She wanna pop these pills well I'm not selfish
Don't need approval from your father
~(Prod. Cash Money AP)~
(Verse 3)
You know my last name money I got plenty of it
I'm an accountant honey I'm on top of my sh*t
Can't get a damn thing from me like the f*cking dentist
And your dream girls are who I went to Coachella with
And yeah we split some pills to party
Put the extra in their purse
Popped a couple in her panties
Pass the security search
(Alternate Hook x2)
I hold us all down
Uppers doing work, battling her feelings
I swear my touch will make her calm down
Teeth chatter man, I swore that she was freezing
But I could tell that she was sweating
She start to feel the rush now, she reaching for the second
Half of her green pill, I don't advise against it
It's not like we don't feel well, so might as well extend it
Rolling like some spreewells, drunk on cheap champagne
Swear that sh*t the demon, I can't feel my face
I feel like the Weeknd, she likes all her drugs
Crushed up into pieces, lining all them up
And snorting up the thesis