Released on August 30, 2020

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HOOK

Yo, there’s something you should know

You’re a pussy, mushy gushy, bitch bro, like whoa, you’re a flake with the snow

And that’s the way she goes, Bub

No love, don’t fuck, that’s tough, but you’re doin’ too much

Yo, there’s something you should know

You’re a pussy, mushy gushy, bitch bro, like whoa, you’re a flake with the snow

The flow’s so cold though, fosho

So yo, I’m thinkin’ that you’re slow, lay low

Oh no, here we go again, it’s time for the show

I’m the open and the ending, only I get to go

I hope that that’s kay, with the “o”

If it isn’t, doesn’t matter, but say “hi” to the floor

Don’t open up your mouth unless you’ve prepped and gotten ready for occurrences you’ll never be forgetting

Start regretting every second that you’ve lived; and there’s the sweating

Proper setting, now resetting everything you’ve ever known, how upsetting

It’s not personal, but it’s also irreversible

Like cutting off your dick to be a chick, it’s kinda versatile

Until you take your skirt off some of y’all are kinda workable

But you’ll never top me off - convertible

What’s the point of being cool if I can’t use it to go stupid ‘till the ladies flock and drool

I graduated school, so I guess that I’m intelligent, right?

Well, I’m a fool, and my degree remains irrelevant, tight!

HOOK

Lay low like we’re walkin’, playin’ games - limbo

Low pro, like the tires on my rims, post-blowin’ from the flow when all they know is that the boy’s been meant to go as far as anybody’s ever fuckin’ known

GOAT

Not stoppin’ ‘till I’m lying at my lowest, what I’m sayin’ is my coffin’s gotta close first

Bury me inside my Rari with a chocolate milk from Oakhurst

And mix a little Bailey’s if I’m sober - whoa

Don’t go blowin’ smoke if you won’t hit it with the ghost

Y’all extra, doin’ the most, if I had to diagnose

I’mma let this one slide, I suppose

Don’t get used to it I’m vibin’ off a dose, I can feel it in my toes

I’m tryna be a good person, but people piss me off and then my attitude - it worsens

I waste some energy for certain, it’s not fuckin’ worth it

What’s comin’ next is urgent, so, I just gotta say...

HOOK