Just me and my brothers, we vibin
Takin' a rest from our grindin
Look how I dress, I'm the flyest
Ain't no one fuckin' with my drip
Look how I rap, I'm the nicest
Scarf my face like an ISIS
Double-edged sword, no Viking
Fuck what you sayin' we vibin
Tell all my haters to stay mad
Don't even try it, you might as well stay back
Mask on my face make me feel like a Arab
Shades on my face, boy you know that shit Ray-Bans
How much to fit? I don't know, probably eight bands
Me and four bitches, what's that? Like eight hands
Prayin' that I make it to the top, amen
Shoutout to Ben, I'm might buy him a Maybach
Can't no one fuck with my flow or my cadence
Might feel like Big Sean when I'm finally famous
Go home, tell my mom that I finally made it
Move out, maybe south, and then show her new faces
Basic, I can never be that
Tryna run up on me, I'ma kick you in the knee caps
Ah, dangerous, I can really be that
But the beat too clean, so let's try to bring the peace back
Woo
This beat got me feelin' like Carti
I need some Ricks, no Morty
Shit got me leavin' my body
Just when I listen to Molly
Or maybe 7AM
Shoutout that dude, Adrian
I hope this beat never end
Feel like I'm gonna ascend
It feels like I'm enterin' heaven
We in a different dimension
I'm on the rise to ascension
I'm thankin' God for my blessings
It feels like I'm leavin' the planet
Feels like I popped me a Xanax
Feels like I'm off of a tablet
Shit got me feelin' ecstatic