HOOK:
Two shots yall get knocked out
Fucking about
I ain't lying about my shit
I shout it
I show her
Eye rolla'
Spot me rolling in the bowla'
Bowling these pins like a controlla'
VERSE 1:
Flippin' the board with my controlla'
No new snaps we just focus
Head going crazy in the Matrix
Face it
Yall just motherfucking basic
13 years of wearing skateboard shoes to school, hah
You think you be so cool
Yall get fooled, yall be droolin'
When I pull up with two chicks
Straight coolin' with super booties
Like, yaya
I turn up when the shit drops
I fast flow got it on lock
Flippin verses my verses shooting like guns, pop
Pop (x7)
BRIDGE 1:
Cuz I'm supa' dupa' coolin' with my brothers
And we going nuts
Cuz we kick flipping, pop shuvvin
When we ain't bothered with all of yall trouble
Hi-hat treble
Make it double, double trouble
Team rocket I'ma come up
Yall got new excuses everytime I see ya
That tan looks real nice baby I wanna meet ya
VERSE 2:
Wanna meet ya
Wanna beat ya
Wouldn't wanna be ya
And that's how it be
And im happy my boys still trappin'
Trap the phone, cap on
Alone, with my shit
Gone, be gone with ya bitch-zone
And take it to the dome
Motherfucker I stay on top
'Till it pop pop pops
Like I'm pop rocks
My pops rock and yall hit the bottom
No tomorrow, no gelato
I go hollow
Hello from the shadow
BRIDGE 2:
Flippin' the board with my controlla'
No new snaps we just focus
Head going crazy in the Matrix
Face it
Yall just motherfucking basic
Cuz we kick flipping, pop shuvvin
When we ain't bothered with all of yall trouble
Hi-hat treble
Make it double, double trouble
Team rocket I'ma come up
VERSE 3:
Floatin' top of the funk
When I hit my bunk
After the chug, I hug ya lady after the club
Like, watch out for the massacre
Massive producer
Mass producing all the mass shootings
Like a half-life student
Cuz I be straight backwards when i get after the hazard
None of yall homies is gon get past it
I blast it
Early morning soaring of my prize token
Smoke choking while I get my words spoken
My kickers be straight woosh
My tickets up in the coupe
My flow stuck in a loop
My bars up in the booth
My goons on mad cool
Shoe goo with the fumes
Who's you with the tunes
Boo-hoo when i spook ya
HOOK:
Two shots yall get knocked out
Fucking about
I ain't lying about
My shit i shout it
I show her
Eye rolla
Spot me rolling in the bowla'
Bowling these pins like a controlla'