Seven oh five baby Hooligang in the fucking house
Twenty-twenty looking hella busy
If you're trying to keep up man
Find gear six
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Seven oh five baby
Aye, aye
Yeah, yeah
I don't know anyone this versatile
Okay maybe a couple few
But I'm already rolling with them so
It's love you know that
Got my label on blast and they know it’s real
Got my jewelry on flash and they know it’s real
When I talk about my past they all know it’s real
Got my woman rolling joints while I shop for coup de villes
Man I’m too busy
I’m too busy
Man I’m just too busy
I’m too busy for your fuck shit man
Man I’m too busy
I’m too busy
Man I'm just too busy
Aye, yeah, Aye
One leg out the whip
Rolling banner in the mix
We don’t ride trends here we're just making hits
Don’t approach me with that fuck shit I ain’t trying to touch it
I’m into rolling dutches until I look like I’m on crutches,
Y’all rappers soft as muffins never fly like puffins
Come on here it’s nothing I got verses in abundance
And we chilling in the dungeon with our woofers punching
So much smoke it looks like we burnt something in the oven
God damn every bar is heavy
All my cars is Chevy
And I got that sauce like Chetty's
And I’m always ready
I don’t gotta get ready
Aim is dead steady
Rappers about to catch a headache
I’m talking tour dates
I’m talking sponsorships to put me on
You trying to get a handle on it
Asking where did I go wrong?
God damn I’m the man around this bitch
Hooligang tatted on my fucking hand and my wrist, sayin
Got my label on blast and they know it’s real
Got my jewelry on flash and they know it’s real
When I talk about my past they all know it’s real
Got my woman rolling joints while I shop for coup de villes
Man I’m too busy
I’m too busy
Man I’m just too busy
I’m too busy for your fuck shit man
Man I’m too busy
I’m too busy
Man I'm just too busy
Aye, yeah, Aye