[Intro]

Man It's fuckin' 4 o'clock in the morning, I gotta wake up early as fuck tomorrow, you know

Fuck it, that's what it's all about

Haha, shit

[Verse]

Pockets so moldy from all of the blue cheese

Glock on my 9 and a Tec on my 3 and they know I'm the one with this 2 piece

I get to the chicken and fry niggas up like I was just putting em through grease

I make niggas dance and send them to the stars, just like the show on the TV

Giving shots out like they freebies

Hand on the piece like a treaty

I take all their bread like I'm greedy

They all in my mentions, but whеn I get to pressing they trеat me like Freddy, they don't wanna see me

Not in their wildest dreams they could beat me

I just might pop them like I am some 3D

He gon' catch these clips like the movie he seeing

Body laid out like he wiped out from skiing

DNR on that nigga that stopped breathing

GPS to his bitch's the same evening

Show her that I just reduced him to atoms

Then took that bitch to the garden of Eden

Motorboat her then she swallow my semen

She make it look easy, she really a demon

She make it look easy, she really a demon

She really a demon

She said that my voice is angelic and that it takes her to high places when she get to hear it

That makes so much sense cause I get on these beats and it feels like you're flying when you close your eyes and you really just feel it

You really just feel it, you really just

Wavelengths still on the way

On God