Woah, what the fuck? I said woah, I'm movin' slo-mo off the drugs
I said woah, yeah, what the fuck? I said woah, I'm movin' slo-mo off the drugs
Pockets filled with dubs, yo crush always show me love
Just pulled up in a new truck, and they always wanna fuck with us
They can't do it like the boy, man, we just not the same
Lookin' like she playin' Candy Crush, she tuggin' on my chain
Did an experiment with the coupe, bitch, I took off the brain
I cannot get caught up with that shit, got me goin' insane
I'm in the country, cop some land, bitch, I said fuck a range
Big ole crib, I'm nowhere to find, I stay up in my lane
Them boys wanna be just like they favorite rappers, this shit all sound the same
Check my phone, who hit me up? I'm gettin' calls from the bank
This new big body just like a tank
Them boys tryna rap and they just go blank
She wanna love me, I'm just like K
Hop on a beat like it's a new day
They tryna bite me, it's a new wave
I got that money, only new bae
Boy quit rappin', find a new way
Racks on racks, fill up the safe
Eighth of za can't roll no shake
I'm too high, I went to space
Yeah, I just like stayin' out the way
I been recordin' like all day
I picked her up up in this spaceship
Can't hit no plug up for a eighth, I copped the whole zip
Man, that boy wanna be just like me, took my old bitch
You on some old shit
Its work everyday, lil' bitch, you know that we stay growin
Off the shroomies, hop up on the beat and get to floating
You ain't got no motion, boy, everything you talk is cap
You so down bad, waitin' for that call back
Like, what you call that
Like, we done saw all that, don't take it all back
Thought that he was up for real, tryna take off, watchin' him fall flat
Ain't nothin' in my bag, lil' ho, it's filled up, bitch, with all racks
Why is you comin' to me? Like, with your problems, why don't you solve that
Ain't tryna talk to nobody, lil' ho, pop out in all black