Verse 1:

I just took a shot, swisher to the top

Y'all just do the most, still don’t do a lot

Got the game on lock, DAX has got the keys

Wrist it been on freeze, bitch is Supa Hot

UK with the greaze, I'm Illuminot

Baby's such a tease, Spanish Japanese

Space Channel Me, shawty’s Ulala

Tula on my tees, I'm rocking FOGs, you

Look like you forgot, only do it "do or die"

Man, I really got to read it, see the tea is truly in the leaves

Only 'bout the paper 'cause it tells you when your friends been enemies

Aye, these b's don't like to see us niggas when we're moving on with ease

No time like the present, that's a bit depressing, wrap it up when David raps it up like presents

You stand in my presence, nothing for you peasants, going through the pressure, gonna keep on pressing

72nd reverend, doing it for my niggas, steadily learn the lesson, I’mma pull the trigger

Shawty’s got a figure, I've been stacking figures, got anime figures, you can go and figure

Ah, what you whipping? 100 bands on the road? (on the road)

Heard your girl was with the mans on the low (on the low)

Acting different, drop a xan on that hoe (on that bih)

She a fan, finna stan on a bro (on that)

Damn, I don’t know how's it she can all alone

What you whip 'cause bitch, I ran: Monaco (grand prix)

I took my guap and then I ran, never slow (vroom bitch)

Veterinarians understand I'm the GOAT

Ugh, know where I be at, ugh, ugh, I’ll R.I.P. that, ugh

Ugh, where's your ID at, ugh, ugh, got on your Reacts, ugh

Ugh, send me the beat, send me the beat, I'll R.I.P. that, ugh

Ugh, fucking that bitch, beating that bih, I'll R.I.P. that, ooo

Ooo, diamonds legit, diamonds they glossy, I'm in the VIP, me and my

Posse, diamonds legit, how much they cost me, I got 'em ASAP and I got 'em

Rocky, look at my drip, look at my fit, look at my whip, look at my

Hits, I gotta speak it to life 'cause there ain't nobody in the planet living for the

Kid, I've been through commas and commissaries, it'd be kind of scary if this was a

Fib, screw all the comments and commentary, all of y'all be wary 'cause I'm still getting

Lit, chasing the bag like it's Tom and Jerry, girl you got a derriere, shit getting

Big, past all the problems, I'll probably marry in the cemetery, 'cause she dead if she

Switch up, agua Perrier albums in a year, I'll be living near Hollywood:

Kiss up, Hispanic billionaire, you ain't getting there, you just sedentary, don't get it

Mixed up, I'm reverend with irreverence that'll never end, pray for yo'

Sister, I'll probably go slaughter every daughter, call it Kill Bill, man, I'm feeling like

RZA, Futaba with the keys, music's been a breeze, Jesus is in me every

Sunday, I got enemies, lot of enemies, all these enemies getting killed

Some way, quick clothes, she got the Rick Owens, fast fashion, she call it

Runway, perfectly balanced when I'm snapping, man, I feel like Thanos giving a Ted Talk on

Fengshui - niggas is dumb

Caught in a snare, 'cause I brought a drum

Said they improved, boy you ain't done

You gotta "weight" - ton

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