[Chorus]
I feel like Tana Decatur, I put a band up on a wager (I blew a band gamblin')
They steady fuckin' the rocks, they got a nose in some craters (They snortin' rocks?)
They tryna paint me as a hater, but I be keepin' it a hundred (God damn)
They saw the Chase Bank method, and now they thinkin' that they PunchDev (You're not punnchin')
Spent half a band up on a luncheon
They straight trickin' and they munchin' (They straight tri-)
Up in a corner at the function, I'm boutta go nonverbal (I'm not talkin')
Yes I'm movin' slower than a turtle
They don't know I made Carbon Copy (They don't know)
I'm on this motherfucker talkin' choppy
And I don't think nobody can stop me (Nah)
[Verse 1]
I showed her human decency and she proceeded to top me
If you don't want the evolution then you might as well block me (You might as well)
I'll crack a seal and smoke a J but I will not do an oxy (Bitch!)
She make it clap for me just like them fuckin' beats in Milwaukee
She wanna put a label on it I'm not accustomed to cuffin' (No, no)
You think your fit is fly? It's disgutin'
How the fuck you step out with confidence (What the hell)
I was knocked out on pressure I'm regaining my conscience (I'm zoned out)
We lookin' kinda related, I think my brother Luka Dončić (God damn!)
Another edi to the face, I'm offa Kushy Punch
I ain't talkin' no Quevo but I think I got a hunch (Got a hunch)
She want a flight of Mimosas I think we bout to hit up brunch (Bitch!)
It's bout god damn time they went and freed up Lil Runtz
And now we patiently waitin' on Rio
I can smell you from afar, you better kill your BO (Stanky!)
She went and brought a friend with her, I guess I'll do a trio (I guess)
Talkin' bout a horoscope, she a Leo
On the road to Chicago, I wanna ball out, Like Z-O
[Chorus]
I feel like Tana Decatur, I put a band up on a wager (I blew a band gamblin')
They steady fuckin' the rocks, they got a nose in some craters (They snortin' rocks?)
They tryna paint me as a hater, but I be keepin' it a hundred
They saw the Chase Bank method, and now they thinkin' that they PunchDev (You're not punnchin')
Spent half a band up on a luncheon
They straight trickin' and they munchin' (God damn!)
Up in a corner at the function, I'm boutta go nonverbal (I'm not talkin')
Yes I'm movin' slower than a turtle
They don't know I made Carbon Copy (They don't know)
I'm on this motherfucker talkin' choppy
And I don't think nobody can stop me (They can't stop it)