To Rate★ intro ★
Yeah (p on the beat, man, you know it's a hit), hmm, krashhh
★ long hook ★
I'm all in houston, but nigga from south of atlanta
Pourin' up bottles, takin' shots on the camera
Look for purple and shit, bitch, just pass me a fanta
I just switch my location like you change the channel (switching that shit up)
Yeah, my life is a literal movie, this shit is amazing
Not no comedy shit, boy, these niggas fugazi
Shit, i'm gone to the moon, and my potna' said brazy
Imma stay in my zone, i ain't gon' let shit phase me
Give a fuck what you saying, you better just pay me
Got the white hoes, they trippin', they motherfuckin' praise me
I'm a gnarly lil' nigga, you know i be skatin'
Every time i get on beats, you know i just walk, and i slide
I'm in the booth and i'm screamin' free 5, put on for gang, i do it for the guys
When i'm rappin' my songs, it's for the real niggas and the hoes, boy, you already know
I'm attached to the music like nigga was note, when i shoot out the window, not giving signal
When she drinkin' the casa', she drivin' the boat, on a mimosa brunch, and you already know
At the top of the buildin', and i stay on top floor, made it out of the south, and i'm not going broke
In the lenox and shit, and they give me a toast, give a fuck about shit, boy, i'm all on the road
I'm not stunning these niggas or bitches fasho', count up my paper, i'm gettin' them loads
Beat her back in, beat her back in, got a big glock and a mac 10
I'm just busy with the rappin' and the trappin', my phone active
Phone be jumpin' like trampoline, switch out the gucci, i rock hella' celine
You ain't superman, bitch, you ain't savin' me, only do it myself, what the fuck you mean?
When i wake up i just put it on, rockin' designer cologne, takin' a trip on a trip, yeah, i'm gone
Fuck that bitch good, then i'm sendin' her home, wake up and repeat, i do what i want
I'm all in houston, but nigga from south of atlanta
Pourin' up bottles, takin' shots on the camera
Look for purple and shit, bitch, just pass me a fanta
I just switch my location like you change the channel (switching that shit up)
Yeah, my life is a literal movie, this shit is amazing
Not no comedy shit, boy, these niggas fugazi
Shit, i'm gone to the moon, and my potna' said brazy
Imma stay in my zone, i ain't gon' let shit phase me
Give a fuck what you saying, you better just pay me
Got the white hoes, they trippin', they motherfuckin' praise me
I'm a gnarly lil' nigga, you know i be skatin'
Every time i get on beats, you know i just walk, and i slide
I'm in the booth and i'm screamin' free 5, put on for gang, i do it for the guys
When i'm rappin' my songs, it's for the real niggas and the hoes, boy, you already know
I'm attached to the music like nigga was note, when i shoot out the window, not giving signal
When she drinkin' the casa', she drivin' the boat, on a mimosa brunch, and you already know
At the top of the buildin', and i stay on top floor, made it out of the south, and i'm not going broke
In the lenox and shit, and they give me a toast, give a fuck about shit, boy, i'm all on the road
I'm not stunning these niggas or bitches fasho', count up my paper, i'm gettin' them loads
Beat her back in, beat her back in, got a big glock and a mac 10
I'm just busy with the rappin' and the trappin', my phone active
Phone be jumpin' like trampoline, switch out the gucci, i rock hella' celine
You ain't superman, bitch, you ain't savin' me, only do it myself, what the fuck you mean?
When i wake up i just put it on, rockin' designer cologne, takin' a trip on a trip, yeah, i'm gone
Fuck that bitch good, then i'm sendin' her home, wake up and repeat, i do what i want
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