Lyrics
Yak!
Yo!
No Travis Scott, shit, Brody's a stalkie, call him a 'fien', so I might just, Jack him (Cactus)
We man adapting
We never lacking
We gotta roll safe, so I keep on a hand ting
Ain't gonna stop yet
Till I kick the bucket
Ain't tryna be under, I'm on a Max' Ting
Man, I've got big dreams, on a mad ting
I'm planning to exceed them by a margin (wide)
That's why I move like that (like this)
They never dig why I act this way
I'm tryna do my part (on G)
If you want it, better violent
Need no hands out, need no benevolence, nah
Put in the work, gonna enjoy it, later
But right now, might feel like burden
Everybody wanna be friends now (Friends now)
Pretty ladies, wanna get down (get down)
Did a success check, and I checked out
Right now, I'm chilling in a Guest house
I left that girl, feeling like a- she's feeling like a
She's going through a meltdown
Fuck that, I'm pissed, better get round, vexed now, she let down, me, what the hell? Man?
Ayy-ay-ay
Posted, on sunny days, making that hay
Who's gon' pay, when I'm lacking?
'Comment tu t'appelles', Je m'appelle
StevoBoy, with the mad vibes
You can-You can tell, I'm the baddest (ayy)
Steady shutting them haters, up and
I come through with the silencer {Shhh}
Posted, on sunny days, making that hay
Who's gon' pay, when I'm lacking?
'Comment tu t'appelles', Je m'appelle
StevoBoy, with the mad vibes
You can-You can tell, I'm the baddest (ayy)
Steady shutting them haters, up and
I come through with the silencer {Shhh}
No Travis Scott shit, Brody's a stalkie, call him a 'fien', so I might just (Hahaha)
My life is a movie, I'm being realistic, with no implementation of CGI
Tryna put my profs on a maxi ting, my Ls, I'll Minimize
Might give her the pin to my Amex (Alright) as long as she Treats me nice
The Streets be cold, be Dripping, ice
I don't mind, g, I be grinding
Put in the work, talk down, they undermine it (yeah)
Only my biz, I be Minding
Apologizing, don't need, Imma shine, with time
Get behind me, need no whinings, Tom Hardy, some friends, the 'venomous', type
I come through with a private flight
Dine and wine
High on life
That kind vibe, I want in my life
Living fly, like a Pilot
Put in the work, I don't sleep all night
Manifest the life that I want
Need more commas, and I stack up, high
I swear to God, don't need no Minus (minus)
Posted, on sunny days, making that hay
Who's gon' pay, when I'm lacking?
'Comment tu t'appelles', Je m'appelle
StevoBoy, with the mad vibes
You can-You can tell, I'm the baddest (ayy)
Steady shutting them haters, up and
I come through with the silencer
Posted, on sunny days, making that hay
Who's gon' pay, when I'm lacking?
'Comment tu t'appelles', Je m'appelle
StevoBoy, with the mad vibes
You can-You can tell, I'm the baddest (ayy)
Steady shutting them haters, up and
I come through with the silencer