[Chorus]

Cruisin' in that all-black like I'm Bruce Wayne

Grew up really hard, I learned a few things

I pour up the drop to reduce pain

Smokin' a new strain

Nigga run up, we do some pain

Niggas be hatin' so hard, like what would do you gain?

We do not know who you are, bottom of the food chain

We get the P's and then get it off, talk about losin' weight

Even on a rest day, I'ma still ball like it's The Flu Game

[Verse]

He cannot come around if he a new face

Only thing I know is these blue faces

Might get a new spaceship

Smokin' this Runtz, likе who laced it?

This shit too great

I got some Wock', I'm too wastеd

Flyin' through space

He run up on me, he ready to die

He run up on me, he ready to die

Fifty round drum in the night

Hit his whole house, hit his whole spot

Bitch, we ain't missin' no shots

Why does this bitch keep callin' my phone while I'm outside tryna get the guap?

He ready to die, he—

He ready to die

Fifty round drum in the night

Hit his whole house, hit his whole spot

Bitch, we ain't missin' no shots

Why does this bitch keep callin' my phone while I'm outside tryna get the guap?

[Chorus]

Cruisin' in that all-black like I'm Bruce Wayne

Grew up really hard, I learned a few things

I pour up the drop to reduce pain

Smokin' a new strain

Nigga run up, we do some pain

Niggas be hatin' so hard, like what would do you gain?

We do not know who you are, bottom of the food chain

We get the P's and then get it off, talk about losin' weight

Even on a rest day, I'ma still ball like it's The Flu Game