I'm going up in a mosh pit, left my mind in a crowd, I lost it

I can't close my eyelids wide, cause a young nigga off it

I got that message like a prophet, I got that message like a

I got that message like a prophet, last year I made a big profit

Big bands, put it in my wallet, smoking this gas got me coughing

Yes sir, you can suck that fad, put you in a casket or a coffin

Bitch, yeah, it's a motherfucking sticker

Put your hands up and get hit up, I grew up a bad nigga

Sex hit eight, baby, I was in the projects with the hitters

Now I count bands, count figures, you a fucking shank, let's get the figure

Bitch, this done a hoe like Mike, yes, this done a hoe like the wizard

My youngin' heart cold like December, bitch, she's done turned him to a killer

They call panoramic, all white kooka clad and I got it in panties

I didn't eat the candy, the new one is Spanish

I hopped out the coupe, gave a red to a granny

I don't do the bogus, ain't trying to expose you

I didn't mean to tell him your house was foreclosure

I didn't even know, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry

I thought that you fucked him, I owe you for life and you won with no score

I hop on the jet, I hop on the boat, I'm smoking but you got it

It's making me choke, I have afterparties and afterparties

I'm drinking red on the old Bacardi

When I get the kids, you look so sordid

You look like you have a good time with your buddies

I know that you need a little break and they fussing with you

It's the oaf that shoot out of the bucket with you

Need a nanny, I go render savage, I can't wait to roll it

The AP is maddy, got Daytona's brightness, got Skeletons at it

This shit don't look average, I like how it's set it

I'm checking the static, I'm checking the status

This bitch walk right naked while cooking my patty

I'm hungry as fuck, bout to eat out her caddy

I got the biggest body inside the valley

I'm next to John Wall, I can throw her on my alley

Rent the plate, boy, I'm matching and stabbing

I put on some ice, now I'm cool as an attic

I know how to fold, I took all my cash and I know how to fish

I know that I'm rich, I pulled an 8 in the Sierra mix

Ran up some ears, I don't need a lick

Heard she was gone, I don't see the bitch

I'm going, I'm in a mosh pit

Step on my island and cry, I lost it

I can't close my eyelids while I curse a young nigga off it

I got the message like a prophet

I got the message like a

I got the message like a prophet

Last year made a big profit

Big bands, put it in my wallet

Smoking this gas got me coughing

Yes sir, you can talk that bad

Put you in a casket or a coffin

Bitch, yeah

It's a motherfucking sticker

Put your hands up and get hit up

I grew up a bad nigga