On CA 1 and we're not goin' slow

In my duffel got an oz of dro and everybody knows

Pillsbury boy I'm fuckin made of dough

Roll my doubters in cinnamon rolls

You know they're gettin' smoked

As above, if I'm goin' up, it's so below

In dire straights so I put on the rings and I can see the ghosts

N I'm looking like the witch king in that Ricky O

She got wings but baby's kisses sting when she's doin' blow

Gotta keep it real with you I know my curses

Prada purses keep it on my person

Wrists are always surfin'

I can open up if you and I are tight but just not on the surface

I feel like Wendy darling, fly away at night

I can't be gettin' nervous

I feel special when she text me

But I'll just skrt off in that Lexy

I'm mostly еmpty, 24 oz like a venti

This pack giving me narcolеpsy

I'm telling you so indirectly

Cop ancient silver off of Esty

Jewelry so wet I could jet-ski

I need some clothes, hit up my broski

Grinding so hard, it get so lonely

Only that top shelf what I'm smokin'

Girl watch your heart, it might get broken

Always talkin', are you Joe Rogan?

Only vintage Japanese clothing

Standing 10 down, it's like I'm bowling

I give in, then I start flowing

That's my only option

I'm done respawning

Don't feel like me, I'm so off it

Skeletons in my closet

Feel like some teeth how I'm flossing

I'm sipping tea and smoking blossoms

I start to sink taking losses

At the bikini bottom

Dudes moving weird round me

I'll roll some loud pack

Take him out the game like referee I'm really bout that

Pop out to the function with my teams were probably put back

I can't even function, chasing cheese get the mouse trap

Tethered to the pleasure in this dream but I'm out bad

I'm stomping 'round Mihara Yasuhiro, toe tags

Don't know if I can know what it means so I won't ask

I walk this empty street, that means I can go fast