[Verse 1]

Me and my niggas cold chillin’ from cold women

To cochella with cougars that love young fellas

Ah damn, stop lookin' I'm contradicting

Just like I speak for the broke until I make my first million

And ride around in drop tops, chicks with no tops

Rockin’ while it’s hot, in Cali with the (?)

If she looks like an actress with no drama

Shakin’ to spend some love, baby could be my baby mama

Mama, who you lovin’ who you wanna be huggin?

(?)

Yo shawty got a gut to suck in you buggin’

Y'all might get 8

You practice hate

A slave to me I masturbate

Like it ain't nuttin’

See man, y'all have got me off track

You lost, never luck when I win though

Some niggas die on their computer can't let go

(?) internet devils I’m tryin goals out in Bermuda

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[Hook]

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From BK to the Pocanos

That’s just how this shit goes

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From BK to the Pocanos

Stro got the best flows

[Verse 2]

Not long ‘fore im runnin’ this game

I’m tryna cross the T’s

Dot the I’s and F the fame

So many lames in this, business

I don’t know who with us

Can’t trust none they just want trust funds

My team keep it real with me, we fear no man

Your team keep it fake with you

You fear no man

Yes bring the checks but I ain't impressed

I don’t rant like Mr West so I (?)

I’m just an east type, fella

Kickin’ betta instead of

Waitin’ on the cheese and remaining gentle

I see (?)

(?) for the brand

Old methods, deaded my cheese ain't shredded

You got loot? Bet it

On the big, headed

Youngin from the ciy that’s far from pretty

The teachers, use to suspend him

Now I’m a first class flight attender

Shit changed I’m winnin its insane

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