Bitch hit my phone, she like: blah blah blah blah

But im on a road, im like: nah nah nah nah

She like: woah woah woah woah

Im like: yea yea yea yea

Feel like post malone w them gratatata

Feeling like im up, but i ain't coming down

I dont give no fucks, so i can fuck around

Ballin till i fold, till someone come around

I need me some comas need a couple pound

I been blazin

I been smoking

I been thinking

I been sipping

Making plays in diff ways to overcome the competition

U been hating on a mf vision

I dont want no conversation

Its obvious we not the same bitch

Fuck u with a big ?

Come and see the difference

Always on a mood ?

Like woah i ain't never slow

Im back on my bs, im gassed up and whippin the road

U alr know