[Hook]

TB, honest I know I swear I got it

No I ain't playing no more

And if you round me

Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brothers till

The day that I’m gone yeah

TB, honest I know I swear I got it

No I ain't playing no more

And if you round me

Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brothers till

The day that I’m gone yeah

[Verse 1]

I be, seeing no competition

And what I’m making for a show will pay your sons tuition

Off a Xanax and a spliff, I’m seeing double vision

I swear I gone and fucked the beat and leave it with some children

I ain't got time for these fuck boys

Feeling like I’m cinco man I got no choice

If there’s weed up in the room you better roll it like a Royce

Get some earplugs boy cause all the weed I’m blowing making noise

Uh, pop a perc cause I’m stressed out

Helmut Lang how I dress now

I cut the green on my team’s side so I weeded out all the reptiles

I got it, I swear I got it

And I ain't nowhere near a rap god yet, I’m still a prophet

But give me couple years I’ll dead the scene, take the cream

On a bitches lips like Maybelline, I pull out then buss a nut

So if she say it’s mine, that’s make believe I don’t trust em

Never trust em, and its fuck the police cause I’m never cuffing

[Hook]

TB, honest I know I swear I got it

No I ain't playing no more

And if you round me

Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brother till

The day that I’m gone yeah

[Verse 2]

TBH I demonstrate how I’m the realest

Wrist so icy boy that’s why they callin me the chillest

But I be the illest when it comes to spitting lyrics

Fuck the hypocrites I keep the money flowing like a river

Tryna cop a big beemer

I’m tippin of the sizzurp

I ain't talkin tip like strippers

Fuck the beat let me spit the real shit

Breakdown, they ain't get it when I first started rappin huh?

Now it cost 10 racks just to get me through the back of your crappy club

Why they looking funny cause I’m English but my favorite word to say is, bruh

Well I’m breaking all the rules

I’m the new school you acting like a student cause

Fuck fame I’ve had hoes from 1st grade no pen state no pen state no pen state

Thriller with the beats boy MJ

Need a layup from my city then I dunk it MJ

No one knowing where I’m coming just like a chemtrail

My competition falling off just like they fake nails

Fuck boy while you hating I’m in Seychelles

I be riding through my city till they placing my nails

In my coffin sippin coffee planning tactics

I swear I studied harder than a cake resisting fat kids

This is fact shit, DeCaprio try and catch me with this rap shit

Uh, every bar is cinematic

I spray like an automatic..

With your girl doing back flips, uh