(Haha ya, ya, Haha haha, Ya)
I'm in the mix b**h smoke on the forest
I hit on the world, she raining and pouring
So I smoke the whole Z, the sky where I'm souring
Your in the backseat, watching me floor it
Never got moral support, so I learn to afford it
Air Jordan four like its four in the morning
I'm doing the dash from my past cause I'm worth it
I'm popping up tags cause my magazine searching
Her heart in the box I'm a burglar
I try to steal it, emotions are hurting her
I put my life on the back-burner
Too many time they had lied, I could they wasn't sure of it
Ya, and too many nights that I wanted to cry, but I knew the stupid shit
I won't have time in my life to review this shit
I go toe to toe with the beast
I think that someone got cold feet
Wrapped like a mummy, Patek Philippe glowing
Ya ya ya
Bossed up, be in two, got my cup
I bought me a range, the feminine plush
So many days I saved for months
They placing they bets, they holding they nuts
Its nice, its shaved, I stick in the guts
I can't take it back, it was what it was
Geronimo jump, in Louis Vuitton
I feel like the one
Up from the jump, but ain't jump the gun
Cop Saint Laurent, ice out the plug
No pots or pans I'm mixing it up
Anxiety, stress, give less of a f**k
She's chirping the whole night it feel like I ain't said enough
Trust me, I'm wishing I made this shit up
Trust me, I'm faded don't ask me what's up
I'm pushing some boundaries and trying my luck
Crazy to think about randoms who doubted me, they the ones knowing I'm up
I got crazy in most of my memories, learn how to go through the day without nothing
That old school shit, I'm out of the crib, learn how to make it some fun
I go toe to toe with the beast
I think that someone got cold feet
Wrapped like a mummy, Patek Philippe glowing
Ya ya ya
Pull up late night, that shit was a dud
Used to pregame and had bitches to f**k
Ready for work, I had drugs in my blood
Nine mils and forties pull up to get f**d
Stash in the back, in the back with some bloods
Trap his bitches, toss around like pigs in the mud
Bringing the h**s around like they part of my plug, like n**a the f**k
Stick in the dash me and Steve in some mud, laid back with tens and subs
Pull up to the crib was ready with slugs
Always stay ready got a b**h at my crib, ready for show
Along with some gas I would call up on E
Never empty pockets cause we stay on the beats
Pockets stay ready we coming to feast
Gotta stay clean got a rubber on me
Quick double team, we nut on her spleen
Make her turn around you know she a fiend
Shawty a bean, bust down in some jeans
I'm a steady zombie sippin on this lean, go another round gotta pop a quick bean
They got some lean but Henny on me, shawty a freak, just know she with me
Pull up to get D
Just know I ain't ever treat a b**h like my queen
Ya, you know I'm the king
I ain't got no fling I'm just a steady soldier ready to beam
Already dusted a couple bodies, left them in the stream
Back on my bullshit, bitches say fleek
Ya, just know I won't get, ready on Deez
Ya, aye, laser one two three, ready on me
Ya , aye, shoot shoot shoot, bing bing bing
All my niggas on fleek, stick in them jeans
Spent 45 in rings, bitches say please
F**k what you mean, back on that bullshit
Couple shots deep, untouchable, not a scratch on me
(Shout out that bullshit)
I go toe to toe with the beast
I think that someone got cold feet
Wrapped like a mummy, Patek Philippe glowing
Ya ya ya
