I'm stayin' at the W for all the times I took a L
I feel like the state, I'm fightin' demons, free Jamell
Blue lives on his license plate, but he don't fuck with twelve
Now they chimin' in 'cause I got loot but that don't ring a bell
Fuck it, I grab my paddle
I took the road, less travel, hmm
I got a strange addiction, I'ma go feed them gravel, yeah
Usin' every last piece of bread
I ain't have no bait and tackle
My brothers died and it coulda been war but I had to go pick my battle

She like to call me the boss man
We gon' keep that on the D-Low
They thought that I never come out the sandlot
Now I'm the great bambino
Jit green, he gon' shoot, no Ceelo
Florida water delute you, no MiO
I'ma finna dig holes like the movie
I'm finna bring the opps down, zero
772 pawn in Vero
Politic with me, no Ben Shapiro
I sent my shooter right back on a lick he went M.I.A, Tyler Herro
Bad bitch wanna gang bang
Triple D, no Guy Fieri
Now I'm gettin' to the real cake
I remember munchin' on Little Debbie's
First T, I'ma bleed concrete
I ain't ever need to use the resi'
And they try to call me out on my fetty now they actin' like it's all confetti
They thought I was sweet? I'ma beat 'em like Suga Sean
Broward turned me to a man and I'm puttin' on
Brought the beef to the stu like it's boullion
Flip marks, I be skatin' in my Louis Vuitton's
Lil buddy got hit with that shotgun
Crack a cold one, no PBR
I'm totin' that cannon, no DSLR
That silencer sound like ASMR
I'm a superstar but I'm too bizarre
Snaggletooth, Glock, alligator gar
He strip out his clothes if I hop out the vehicle
Naked brothers, no crazy car
We pull up with chops and take cheese
I break bread, I don't chop cheese
They sizin' bruh, that ain't Fahrenheit
That boy was just fightin' a first degree
The Torah right up on the dash
The exodus next to the 23
You want a M, you want a B
I'ma go Pusha T (I'ma go make a trip)

I'm stayin' at the W for all the times I took a L
I feel like the state, I'm fightin' demons, free Jamell
Blue lives on his license plate, but he don't fuck with twelve
Now they chimin' in 'cause I got loot but that don't ring a bell
Fuck it, I grab my paddle
I took the road, less travel, hmm
I got a strange addiction, I'ma go feed them gravel, yeah
Usin' every last piece of bread
I ain't have no bait and tackle
My brothers died and it coulda been war but I had to go pick my battle