Let’s go

Green light , how a nigga on go

Running up the road

Esco

How I’m fuckin wit my future , freebands no you can’t hold not a thang

Get money wit da team

Move funny call up Keem you know he coming wit da beam

Ain’t shooting for no spleen

Tryna put da bitch between dem two things you use to see

Niggas be acting like a scene

Gas is louder than a scream

Hit the wood Nd I feel serene young nigga preciate the irony

Dubs is crisp like ironing

I be high like balconies

Wit a bitch down on her knees

I be smiling counting cheese

So I can’t fuck wit no 6 D ..

Nein

I can’t do dat

Young nigga colder than flu check

Young nigga colder than a sweater gotta listen to my shit wit headphones and a crewnеck

Fuckin on yo bitch Nd she say I got her too wet

Humblе lil nigga but my crew love to flex , trapping out both parts of a duplex

Ahead da game already know what imma do next

I’m too official , gimme two blue checks

Watch me like hot sauce what he gone do next

I could never cross a nigga , don’t do hex but I be ballin , hooping all thru rec

Breaking records , Nd I break ya boo neck

When I step in dis bitch looking too fresh

Stomp on a beat then I hit it wit a suplex

Then imma let it catch a few breaths

Cap , ain’t no time to rest

Rap da whole beat start to finish Nd thru rests

Think a nigga Finnish wit this ice on my neck

Think a nigga British how I can’t feel shit

I’m da fresh king nigga ask Will Smith

Midas effect on everything in my vicinity

Is you feeling me?

They not hearing me

I’m so seriously sick

In dis bitch I need a vaccine

All dese bitches in my pad , turnt to da maxi

Ps on top of ps in da trap dem bitches stack-ing

So ain’t no kickin it wit me bitch I’m not Jackie ... Chan

Or Chun

Ask around bitch I’m da one

Swear to God I’m like da son of the holiest above , how the whole world show me love

From the bitches to the plugs

Stackin riches ain’t enough

Gotta split it wit my thugs

Snatch bitches from they loves

Her decision when I’m done , if she gone go back to ya , flippin bitches spatula

Technically flip hoes like a turner

My bitch wanna hit , she gone turn her

Bend blocks in a Benz wit a burner

Told da comp , the end , cuz it’s over freshie be da closer

Let’s go

Green light , how a nigga on go

It’s over for you folk