Yeah,
yeah
When I wake up I smoke stock * like
they keep chattin' tell em stop snitchin'
The clock on my hand that nigga started bitchin'
I'm slammin' a plug I think I got a witness
I hop in a car I'm on a road to Richards
Like Pop Popeye like what the * is Stiches?
My broad chair chain to think that he here,
Cambridge
I * and I leave like what the * is dating?
I stay with the zone they calling me a hater
I step in I roast them niggas they be hatin'
Know I be scoring, think I'm bout eightin'
Thinking I'm off you know that bitch eatin'
Got deep beat on the beat you know I'm s exclusively
Since 15,
tried to tap it,
I ain't playin' Put 15 to your face like you Asian
Sky high,
now my eyes be lookin' Asian You switched up for me,
nigga,
not no phasin'
Antisocial,
I don't talk on casein' I can't believe that I went all these places
Yeah,
yeah,
look at my feet,
look at my juice Look at my wrist,
you try to come through,
take your bitch Bow,
bow,
bow,
yeah,
that * from the stick
I don't give a *,
head to head feed,
there's not no duck
Duck,
duck,
goose,
she sippin' constant,
now that bitch loose
I'm never cappin',
I be tellin' the truth No boot camp,
I'ma give her the boot
The block hot like the * with some soup Straight hundreds,
I be stackin' up blue
Like,
stop snitchin',
you gon' tell if I shoot,
yeah
When I wake up,
I smoke,
start sippin' Like,
they keep chattin',
tell them,
stop snitchin'
The gun got my hand,
that nigga started bitchin' I'm slammin' the plug,
I think I got a witness
I hop in the car,
I'm on the road to riches Like,
pow,
pow,
pow,
like,
what the * is
stitches?
My bro, Chet, Chet, they thinkin' he a kingpin'
I * and I leave like,
what the * is datin'?
I stay with a zo, they callin' me a Haitian
I step in a road,
them niggas,
they be hatin' Know I be scorin',
think I'm bout eightin'
Think in the mouth,
you know that bitch,
she eatin' Got deep beat on the beat,
you know
I'm skatin' Since 15,
tried to tap it,
I ain't playin'
Put 15 to your face like you Asian Sky high,
now my eyes be lookin' Asian
Switched up on me,
nigga,
not no faces Antisocial,
I don't talk on cases
I can't believe that I went all these places Yeah,
yeah,
look at my feet, look at my juice
Look at my wrist,
you try to come through,
take your bitch
Bow,
bow,
bow,
yeah,
that * from the stick I don't give a *,
head to head feed,
there's
not no duck Duck,
duck,
goose,
she sippin' constant,
now that bitch loose I'm never cappin',
I be tellin' the truth
No boot camp,
I'ma give her the boot The block hot like the * with some soup
Straight hundreds,
I be stackin' up blue Like,
stop snitchin',
you gon' tell if I
shoot