Yeah,
I'm proof of what you're putting in the work,
do ya?
Get my truth so buried in my birth suit, ya
All these tough guys, brother, who hurt you, ya
Drop the beat,
I be on that bitch like perfume,
ya
Vroom vroom, ain't no friends in this business
I was raised on the days till my eyes got Taylor Swifted
I been wicked,
patent license to kill it,
let it go and talk * Betty's missin',
blow me kisses and that's just how it is
* waitin' for props,
not sayin' I'm the best,
not sayin' I'm not Not takin' a shot,
those shots takin' themselves
Not givin' a naff,
not takin' a now,
nah All I hear is fuckin' talk,
at least your mouth works Stop talkin'
like you're ballin' by a house first
And then it sounds fiasco,
couldn't sound worse High peasy,
show me how you handle downturns,
ya
All you motherfuckers only in it for the re-gram,
ya,
ya,
ya Get back to me when you re-brand On that John Lennon,
let it be what it gon' be,
fam One hand on my drink,
sayin',
* you with my free hand
High hater,
hope you choke on your cop I'm thankful for the love I got,
but don't get enough Every year for ten years,
I was told I was done Guess this is what it
sound like when you don't give a * I be like,
nah,
brother,
they tryin',
but they can't budge it * around,
I whip my ass off em' Leave y'all to it,
I keep movin' I don't come around these parts often Man,
my win's got these sober haters boppin' So drink up,
it's one shot,
two shot,
three shot I'm so litty,
y'all still feel me when the beat stop
Pieces of your broken heart,
that's my sweet spot Can't really be taught,
reassess your life Can only make yourself feel worse,
put it next to mine For real,
I be the first,
last,
next in line You could never empathize,
middle finger to the sky Winning goal,
extra time,
what?
All you motherfuckers only in it for the re-gram,
ya,
ya,
ya Get back to me when you re-brand
On that John Lennon,
let it be what it gon' be,
fam One hand on my drink,
sayin',
* you with my free hand
All you motherfuckers only in it for the re-gram,
ya,
ya,
ya Get back to me when you re-brand
On that John Lennon,
let it be what it gon' be,
fam One hand on your girl,
sayin',
* you with my free hand
I don't have no time for those games I don't clap back,
I'm on a wave
Way too focused,
man With a mic in my right peace sign with my free hand
I don't have no time for those games I don't clap back,
I'm on a wave
Way too focused,
man With a mic in my right peace sign with my free hand