Lyrics
Yuh
Yah yeah
I had a fat cash stack flashback deja vu
Still run thru the hunnids shit it's really nothin' new
Heard man a lab rat we can't have him in the stu
Better back back before you make a stupid move
Gucci backpack put the louie on my shoes
I'd show you the plan but you wouldn't know what to do
Feel like mad max gas pack gorilla glue
Maxin out the dash space coupe to the moon
Riches on the Silk Road I can't trip no fear and loathing
Split a tee like Moses I get hunnids off of clothing
Tyler Durden in a mosh pit shit get gory
Turnt it up a level won't remember in the morning
Fly up in the sky BIRDSHITT I'm just floating
What's the point of poppin' out you prolly got no motion
I can get it hype every night should've warned them
Guess that shit they talkin wasn't too important
AK sensei grey samurai swag
Light a J and bump Nujabes on a rainy day
It's commas over drama not my problem if you feel a way
I could turn the clouds dark if they throwin' shade
They thought that I was dumb in school I really just didn't give a fuck
Reason why I'm ballin now the reason they still on my nuts
Ay
Guess you outta luck
Shit here come the money truck
Ay
We bout a hunnid up was never with you bums
I had a fat cash stack flashback deja vu
Still run thru the hunnids shit it's really nothin' new
Heard man a lab rat we can't have him in the stu
Better back back before you make a stupid move
Gucci backpack put the louie on my shoes
I'd show you the plan but you wouldn't know what to do
Feel like mad max gas pack gorilla glue
Maxin out the dash space coupe to the moon