I don't wanna sign off (no way) Out here getting commas (commas) Like my dad, I'm a grinder (oh yeah) She don't want me locked up (locked up) Whip my wrist, it lock up (yeah) All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah) Mama, I'm gon' wash up (wash up) I don't

I'm going all out if it's 'bout mine I'm getting my shine on, I been on my grind Feel like I'm different, I'm one of a kind Buy her a Birkin bag, keep her up to par Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off Had to play my role, now I'm taking

Then I finish with a facial just to top it off (ay) My bruddas don't dab, we just Vossi bop (ay) I tell your girl to link me at the coffee shop (ay) Gettin' freaky in the sheets, we're takin' body shots (ay) My bruddas don't dab, we just Vossi bop I tell

And we're just getting started now Whoa, whoa, oh oh whoa The night is young And we're just getting started We're just getting started And the best is yet to come And we're just getting started now (Time to set it off, so let's begin) Right now, it feels

Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie I'm trappin' out the law, serving rich ass junkies In the six, getting it off, serving rich ass junkies Ridin' 'round the city serving rich ass junkies Diamonds on my neck, rich ass junkies Ha, everybody know one Wrist on

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore It's gettin' dark, too dark to see Mama, put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore That long black cloud is

Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beans Checking out the movies and the magazines Waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco Bar I'm getting a pickup for my steel guitar I saw you walking out Shaftesbury Avenue Excuse me for talking I

I'm getting back, get back on track, get off of my back It feels so bad If it feels so bad Bad magick playing off of me Oh no, I don't want to be your friend Bad magick laying into me Oh no, I don't want to hear it again Does it feel so bad when you're

(You got them funny ass colors on, take it off) If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off (I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off) (Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on) Gettin' my bang on, red strings on Luis Vuitton kicks, Luis

We ain't ever getting older So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We