I do my own stunts, Jackie Chan with it Bitch, we in the city on that hot shit Lookin' for a biddy on that thot shit Y'all ain't getting money, nigga, stop this I been 'round the globe talkin' hot shit Y’all ain't getting money, nigga, stop this I been

Take, up in space. Take, up in space. Fuck all that bullshit! You watch me play. I look away. Your lights turn bright. You found the light. You're gonna die!

Told my bro roll a 'Wood We gon' spark that shit up Its gon' take all the pain away I'm stuck in my past My brothers they passed Look at my kicks Spanish bitch all on my dick Rollie, gon' ice out my wrist It cost a brick Baby, this not counterfeit

Only my way, my way, my way goes If you don't know how to treat a woman Close your eyes, ain't no point in looking Over here with the weak shit Get out of here with the weak shit You won't get nowhere with that No I don't want that back Don't want that

Man I look up to God I wonder if I fell from the sky Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes Sometimes I wonder if I already died That shit get deep, deep, deep Man I swear to God that shit just get so deep,

Shit seem so sad when you look back Hello, hello, hello And I thought about the things you used to say And I thought about the things we did And I thought about you today And I thought about your newest kid And damn that makes 2 now Oh what do I do now?

I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind 'til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother You die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna

Oh my god, that's my baby Caroline, you divine Mighty fine Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true) Holy shit, I'm really lit It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear About ya horoscope or what the future

And if we finish off a fifth, I don't see nothin' wrong If I spend a few bands when I should have let it stack I can make that shit back, I don't see nothin' wrong If I smoke a whole ounce and I don't even leave the house I could look at my accounts and

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga