Yeah

This one goes out to my boy fuckin' 21

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah they call me Mr. Flow, eh

Imma finna make a bitch a explode

And they know

My rap game hella

Nice

I fucked your bitch last night

Hella tight, yeah

Make it work, bitch

Lift that skirt, bitch

Make that money rain

You know how we roll, bitch

Eh, uh

Goddamn

When did life get so boring?

Hop in the coupe

Smoke a blunt

I don't give a fuck

This beat hella soft

Spitting fire

Your bitch is tired

I had no idea that molly gets you this fuckin' wired

I'm a man, call it what it is

Got your bitch in the back

And she keep suckin' on these fuckin' nuts

It's retarded

I'm fucked up

Where's the party

Grab my cup

And we boolin'

And we laughin'

'Cuz that's what life's about, damn

She finna tryna pin the kid on me

Uh, uh

Let's go to Mexico

Throw a fuckin' party

On God

Drainin' this tequila

Hella faded

Let's fuck this seniorita 'cuz we can, shit

That's the plan

Get fucked up

One thing leads to the next

And I'm nuttin' in her gut, damn

Uh

I'm a savage, I'm a beast

Everybody look at me

I'm a king

I'll fuck a bitch in her wildest dreams, damn

Damn, yeah

It is what it is