And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in I got a joint rolled you know that I'mma spark it That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us Pockets, they swole I won't leave here alone, came here with no

They say that nigga that don't talk much is that nigga that having them large bucks We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-ups We on top ain't no runner up, come on outside take the chalk up Look like I just bought the bank all this

Bitch I'm rich as fuck, bitch I'm rich as fuck I get 10 Brazilians like I'm Dan Bilzerian I'mma get some sauce, I'mma get some sauce Them hoes can sick a duck, bitches sick a duck They gon' talk about me, they gon' talk about me They can't walk around

I walk into the club like, everybody hates me Yeah, I just want to drink tequila with my friends So I walk into the club like, everybody hates me I'm talkin' to myself, shit, now they think I'm crazy I walk into the club like, everybody hates me

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore Though the truth may vary Don't listen to a word I say The screams all sound the same Hey! Hey! Hey! 'Cause though the truth may vary I don't like walking around this old and empty house So hold my hand, I'll

Must be talking to an angel And they're playing with my heart No-one on earth could feel like this I'm thrown and overblown with bliss There must be an angel Playing with my heart I walk into an empty room And suddenly my heart goes "boom" It's an