Uh
Aye
I'm back in this bitch
Like okay
I'm back in this bitch
Like okay
I hop in this bitch
Like okay
I ain't had sex in like four days
I'm swerving through traffic
Got road rage
(Woah)
And you ain't on shit
Better show me
(Woah)
Hey

(Bum)
You come off the bench like ginobli
(Ginobli)
Me I'm a little more kobe
(Kobe)
And boy I ain't passin for shit
(Shit)
So none of these niggas could hold me
Yeah
They sayin dienye you changed
But I can't go back to the old me
Yeah
I'll be that nigga in old age
In a wheelchair they tellin my story
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
It's okay
(It's okay)
It's gon be your day

Now it's gonna be okay
I'm stackin these chips
Like they frito lays
I'm stackin these chips
Till I reach old age
You drink in the day
Girl this not a dage
Girl we gettin toxic
We need us some sage
You talk bout the past
Get on the same page
I wanna stay quiet
When you on the stage
I treat you as right
Gotta get to the grace
My future is bright
Gotta get through the haze
Now I'm gettin slack
Cause you need some space
Now I light a blunt
And I hope that it's laced
I see you with him
But I love you in case
I took it for granted
You left in my place
Had a convo with god
And I'm lovin his grace
Blunt to the face
Now I'm feelin a way
You ask who I'm with
But I'm not feelin no bae
Uh
And that's okay
Uh
And I'm okay
Uh
Cause
Ima just roll me a jay
Take it right to the face
Uh

Uh
Aye
I'm back in this bitch
Like okay
I'm back in this bitch
Like okay
I hop in this bitch
Like okay
I ain't had sex in like four days
I'm swerving through traffic
Got road rage
(Woah)
And you ain't on shit
Better show me
(Woah)
Hey

Bae I don't know what you thought
(Thought)
Get to runnin I ain't finna chase
I'd rather pull up to chase
(Chase)
Take some hunnids out the bank
I'm steady uppin my rank
(Rank)
Bhompy pulled up with a tank
That mean all you niggas is dead
I'm workin like I need a raise
A raise
(I thought I told you it's gon be your day)
(And we gon be okay)
(I thought I told you it's gon be your day)