My cup to the brim, racks to the brim, yeah
That's another M, that's another M
They don't go up, up, up, that's another spin
Buy a big crib, up, up, up, that's another pin
Can't swap out my feelings, whoa, whoa, that's another bitch
I swap out my cameras, I keep it at heart
Please don't think I'm cool, trust me, I'm not feeling them
Please don't think I'm real, trust me, it's just hard to care
Send shots, fire them butt shots, shawty got them butt shots
She think it's cooking up, my blunt doing push-ups, yeah, I'm high
Booking up, frying pages, look up when you suck this
Smoking on fire, we just made a lot and doubled it
My life's at a tire, I don't like it, do my man
Go flat, it's higher, my brand new *, don't need air to spin
It's half-wired, I make way more bread than all of them
Half-fried, my cup to the brim, racks to the brim, yeah
That's another M, that's another M
They don't go up, up, up, up, that's another spin
Buy a big crib, up, up, up, that's another pin
Can't swap out my feelings, whoa, whoa, that's another bitch
I swap out my cameras, I keep it at heart
Please don't think I'm cool, trust me, I'm not feeling them
Please don't think I'm rude, trust me, it's just hard to care
My cup to the brim, racks to the brim, yeah
That's another M, that's another M
They don't go up, up, up, up, that's another spin
Buy a big crib, up, up, up, that's another pin
Can't swap out my feelings, whoa, whoa, that's another bitch
I swap out my cameras, I keep it at heart
Please don't think I'm cool, trust me, I'm not feeling them
Please don't think I'm rude, trust me
It's just hard to care