I wish you'd walk in again Imagine if you just did I'd fill you in on the things you missed Oh sleepless nights, a grown up man dressed in white Who I thought might just save your life But he couldn't, so you died I don't like it, now you're dead It's

These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's I'ma hit that if she let me Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin' '42, I'm steady sippin' Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that They don't like how I talk that I don't follow rules and they don't like that I was

I was made for this shit, rookie of the year I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed Trade my Honda to a Bentley Now these fuckboys wanna end me Ammunition, I got

I said hold on, bro wait, I'ma be fine I just popped a bean yesterday, it was a long night I done did the right drugs, only on the wrong night I was rocking Off-White, tryna have a fun time She gon' eat like lunch time, molly got her on time Fuck niggas

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine I'ma give her that D Out with the homies, I be Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV Permanently, permanently

Narcotics on me, I be mad high Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly Savage sending hits like a wise guy I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high Nigga I get mad fly,

It ain't safe, it ain't safe If I hit it one time I'ma pipe her If I hit it two times then I like her If I fuck three times I'ma wife her It ain't safe for the black or the white girls Tell your man pipe up Nigga, pipe up Hunnid bands from the safe In

When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast Made a brick through a brick, I ain't whip up shit From the streets, but I got a little sense But I had to go coupe, no brain, coupe no brain I ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do And I do my

Slim shit, look like Draya Michele I been goin' crazy, givin' 'em hell She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player Connect the dots then I plug up the scale If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair Fuck the law,

Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Get flee in a white tee You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah