Yeah,
what matters is a nigga on
Yeah,
what,
on
Valley with my niggas, that's the creep
We give the party lit,
the bitches wanna stay awake
It's pretty obvious we gon' get high, get drunk
Have fun until it's done
Baby we must be on a level where we know this
I bag all my *,
I ain't got me a bag and a bag
Cause I'm lookin' for that
Cause I can't keep staring at things even
when I can see that they get out of hand
I don't care when these people get mad at me,
that's why most of my time is away
I'm a soundly arrogant, but you fools got issues
Lookin' for validation,
instead you went get it,
you droop
Nobody cares, we ain't got similar genes
I'm at the point now,
I'm giving the * up,
but who got my belt when I got me some wings?
Like truth, furry hair, been drippin' in pink
Grow me a finger and let's me win
We tired from rap, that's how I'mma begin
This scene, this time, I'm aiming for strings
By the way, my niggas, that's the creep
We keep the party lit,
the bitches wanna stay awake It's pretty obvious we gon' get high,
get drunk Have fun until it's done Baby
we must be on a level where we know this