The most common source of landscaping aches and pains
May surprise you, it's the mulch
Driving 105 meter (105)
Bitch I gave myself a fever
All my cuts fucking deep (fucking deep)
Dropped an album full of sleepers
Took that bitch out on a carriage
Cinderella slippin' off her sneaker (slippin' off)
Talkin' bout a marriage
Like she really think that I'ma keep her (she really think)
I don't believe your secrets
I put those beans in a blender (uh-huh)
I need caffeine to make friends (woah)
They're fucking exhausting reserves like a tender (damn)
I'm breathin' fire like ender
If she not a ten then don't send her (ahh)
Know I'm a Tenant but I'm going forward
Like moving towards a defender
January check on the Maybach
Drop another song make it all back
Five fingers five hoes I'ma fade that
What you're dancing to? I made that
Pour it Down repeat wanna run it back
Last dance three-peat team still intact
Hoes playin' fantasy I'm a first draft pick
Comin' up big 206 top of my class
She Lydia Night
She full of Regrettes whenever we fight (whenever we fight)
Fuck her all night
She playin' Dress Up choosin' what she might wear
Dropping 400 a nightmare
But baby's a lion she not scared
Growing on me like I'm petri
That shit is culture like bunnies and seaweed
I won't be caught handing out freebies (I won't be I won't be I won't be)
So top of the line you can't even see me (can't even can't even can't even)
Said top of the morning that shit got me sleepy (that shit got me shit got me shit got me)
I give you a warning 'cause I got some sympathy
I got some acidity (tssss)
Preciating the scenery (woah)
Vibrant colors and greenery (vibrant uh)
Understanding serenity (understand)
Chasing commas and dossars (chasin')
Fly so high I'm astronomy (flyin' high)
Polygons in the stars (polygon)
Hexagons yeah they red and green
'Cause I be driving
105 meter (105)
Bitch I gave myself a fever
All my cuts fucking deep (fuckin' deep)
Dropped an album full of sleepers
Took my baby out to Wrigley (on the field)
Bet a condo on a two out rally
Blowin' all our winnings
Drew a smiley on her jersey blouse (blew it all)
I won't reveal your secrets
I put those beans in a safe (uh-huh)
Threw out the key like wait! (woah)
I wrote the code on your cake (damn)
She put on the purple top I can't handle (ahhh)
Turnin' the heat up no lighter no candles
Back of the car Del Rey on the channel
I'm letting the light in it's a scandal
Like Zion and Moriah Mills
Like Swift and the rat whose controversy overpowers his skills
Bane keep me in the dark
Bang chillin' at Beckwith Park
I'll be your frame 'cause baby you're art
You know this shit come from my heart
Woo woo
You know this shit come from my heart
Yeah
You know that
You know that you know that shit come from my heart