I’m in the mood for elevation
Want vibes? Then tune into my station
Feni still the hottest in the nation
Something you can never run away from
We came equipped cuz we with the shit
She spark up the spliff then let she let hit
I’m bouncing around
Bouncing around
Time to settle down
Then chef up the sound
Lotta them niggas call me brother
But they never met my mother
N**a it ain’t beef, we don’t each other
Me I never fight, I’m a champion lover
Lotta them niggas call me brother
But they never met my mother
N**a it ain’t beef, we don’t each other
Me I never fight, I’m a champion...
Stepping in the booth is like stepping in the ring
Royal rumble in the jungle, I emerge as king
Rey Mysterio when I spit the flows and Los Briticos tell me cheerio
Now I’m kinda hungry for some cereal
But i’m on diet
Judging by the angles in your gram, maybe you should try it
Lying to yourself and you still don’t buy it
Don’t be mad tho
Don’t be mad tho
Your milkshake made me give up lactose
Such an a**e
But check the handle
I’m international
So I’m out of the country
Sorry not sorry girl I’m out the money
Catch me out in Russia stacking thousands of fund-skis
Playing high stakes, this is not for the funsies
Inspired and hungry, I’m tired of fuckery
I’m in the mood for elevation
Want vibes? Then tune into my station
Once I
Hit him with the jawbreaker, He’ll hear the sweet chin music
Seeing stars and symbols, his reality’s an illusion
Can you concentrate through confusion?
Maybe find a muse for amusement?
If you can’t, my n**a you’re losing
Put your nikes on and just do it
No I don’t know you bro
But I know how the story goes
Act nice, you a hoe on the low
Only see me as a stepping stone
It’s a race, better go for the gold
On my ones I be chasing the dough
Keep it brief and I stick to the code
Doing that makes your stacks overflow
This a program, not a movie
Pythons stealingl my rubies
F**k it all, I just do me
Hit the ableton and get groovy
Switch up the key and BPM
Been the best since BBM
Anytime I talk cash money
I hit up the bros and CC them
Hit him with the jawbreaker, He’ll hear the sweet chin music
Seeing stars and symbols, his reality’s an illusion
Can you concentrate through confusion?
Maybe find a muse for amusement?
If you can’t, my n**a you’re losing
Put your nikes on and just do it

Hit him with the jawbreaker, He’ll hear the sweet chin music
Seeing stars and symbols, his reality’s an illusion
Can I concentrate through confusion?
Maybe find a muse for amusing?
If you can’t, my n**a you’re losing
Put your nikes on and just do it
