I don't like the beam of eyes staring down my soul
But I'm claiming mine got 'em on the low
Got 'em like a pick a roll
Got 'em on the go
Where's your girl I got like fifty
But you know I'm only kidding
With the fam walking the city
Want you coming with me
Got a piece, but you know I want the whole thing
Clock is ticking
But I get it
Jacob D just got the runs
Smoke that gas he faded
Got me biting on my tongue
Got us making fun
But he only laughing cause he know it's outta love
Demons try to get me but I got God on the case
He don't want the vape cause he only getting baked
Makes no sense to all of us
Problems got a ton
Where's your people at you said they gonna come
Rocket League we Tyler won
Aye, hotter than the sun
I can't name you all my sides just say is honey buns

(Handaroo's back record this shit!)
Paul is such a whale
Finna break the scale, aye
Martyn's always baked
Jacob eating cake, aye
Make them eat a dog
Finna gas these Asians
Alex backing out like a pussy getting played with (dude imagine!)

Yea, we blazin' these wingers
Rapping poems we're thinkers
I don't know what is worse
Alex's toes or Paul's fingers
Yea, you know we the crew
Squad can go take a poo
Damn, I know this is true
That this is just the way we do, aye

Looking at my phone and see Alex texting on
Thoughts go through my head cause I know he's gonna flake
And Malaina's bout the same
We go to the lake
While I'm texting all the babes
Got a bf but not gated
Nothing much but look I'll take it, aye
Hated but I like it
Can't go no where with our Soph cause all we hear is whining
Texts don't ever stop
Questions like it's from a cop
Everyday the same
Like is drake because it's nonstop