Intro [Ryaliman]

Ayo

Ayo

Verse 1 [Ryaliman]

Brand new iPhone, AT&T, black shoes

Bitch I’m never gonna change

Don’t give a fuck about them twenty-twos

When you get this high and touch the roof

Then shit it’s hard to lose

It’s just gon’ be me and Josh

‘Cause we not worried about no crew

I pull up in a new body to the old me I said, “bye”

Man there ain’t no fucking flavor in this shit this shit is dry

I don’t listen to reporters all them pussies finna lie

Swear I feel like Sosa Keef ‘cause all these bitches blew my high

You ain’t evеn gotta lie no K-Dot

“What’s my line?” Shit I forgot

All thesе pussies turn to saints as soon as somebody get shot

My shoes a purple colored shade like` grape pop

And if I ever trust a pussy then you know my soul was swapped

Your favorite rapper washed as shit like Trace McGrady on the Knicks

T-That boy got himself a woman now he switched and he a snitch

But I’m still getting paid in full so you could call me Money Mitch

A-And I stay with that respect I wash my hands after I piss

Ok I’m booted up

You lied about a girlfriend

Ain’t no fooling us

It ain’t even no beef

I’m all peace like a buddhist

E-Emo boy swag

Shit was hard but you not cool enough

Your trying way too hard to get some sex

Man your a tool bruh

Gotta look inside they heart and shit

Ain’t even that hard and shit

You like beating woman

I step back like some James Harden shit

They gon’ sneak diss on the gram

And then go hide like bro you started it

All your shit is soulless

You ain’t even put no heart in it

I spiked out my wrists

Baggy pants saggy tits

Glasses on my face

You know what this is

I got wolves that ride beside me

Shit get cold like Minneapolis

You could have that cash but how you spending it?

Since I came out of my mom I spent my life opening doors

Everybody lied to me

I’m like what for

Ima work until I’m sore

Sweating my pores

I hear your shit the other day

And I’m like “Damn this shit’s a motherfucking bore”

Verse 2 [Ryaliman & SneakySlim]

All y’all ever do is hate

Y’all ain’t fucking with my clique

Get the fuck up out my face

I'm like, "Josh, you got that shit?"

Rollie gold my neck and wrist

Diamonds yellow look like piss

Fuck this hoe, bitch take a Lyft

Show you love cause that's my gift

Niggas slimy just like spit

Only rolling with my clique

She 'gon let me lick her clit

She got cuts up on her wrist

And they covered with her fit

Not 'gon lie, I'm taking risks

Not 'gon lie, I took your bitch

We got houses full of sticks

I can't heal with just a stitch

Caviar, I'm feeling rich

Shit a set up like a skit

Time is ticking click click click

Don’t waste time about a bitch

If she choosing then just dip

For my mom it's only R.I.P

Memories feel like they're ripped

We just can't stop making hits

Ball up dough just like a fist

Mental big no narcissist

People pray but narcissist

I just wanna be a kid

Pop a perk so i can live

All i know is how to play

Play it right or have to pay

Money long cause I'm not gay

Fuck a train, bitch, we 'gon stay

Like LeBron, I'm in that lane

All I ever felt was pain

Pack your bags we're out to Spain

Little Mac cause she my main

Do too much and feel that drac'

All they ever do is hate

Stop and wait cause I'm okay

They don’t know I do it late

In the stu’ like 5:08

Fishing she thinks I'm the bait

All the money we can make

People sweet just like some cake

Everything I got not fake

Walking to my class, I'm baked

Shining you can't see my face

They selling boof that shit be laced

Don’t give no fuck; I'ma catch a case

Two cars on the road come and catch this race