LESS

Uuuuuuuuhhh

Huhhhhh

Yeh

All of my niggas who's with me been with it so please don't

Look look

I smoke less

I don't stress

I do less

My niggas real right yeh they ruthless

Riding round town coupeless

You biting hard but you teeth-less

Drop top pop star

I'm really the son of a pastor

I ain't no regular rockstar

I ain't no regular Rasta

Ain't got no dreads

But I been through the threads

Ain't no damn birds but we get to the bread

Roll with them ones yeh my niggas tot lead

Watch what you say cause nigga you'll get swept

Who him I'm him

Fashion is dripping but can't swim

You acting hard yous a victim

I stay in the stu that's my sanctum

Can't reminisce cause I'm too far ahead

Still with the bliss like I ain't got no bed

I been outside for like 3 days

Week days

I been on my grind ain't no weak days

We spray

This way

Beast way

Get a lil sumn'

Do a lil sumn'

Flip a lil sumn'

I been on my grind

Shit been on my mind

Gotta get what's mine

I smoke less

I don't stress

I do less

My niggas real right yeh we ruthless

Riding round town coupeless

You biting hard but you teeth-less

Drop top pop star

I'm really the son of a pastor

I ain't no regular rockstar

I ain't no regular Rasta

Mona Lisa cannot get in the Party

I'm with a whole bunch of Riri's and baddies

We at the Yankees game sitting court side

I'm with my Nina she stay by my side

You niggas be lacking you snitchin' online

I'm skipping ahead no I can't wait in line

I got the 3 piece that's holy Devine

This lil light of mine oh I'm gon let it shine

Shine grind

Then later I'm sipping some wine

These niggas is lame with no spine

Cut from above through the vine

Cloth talk, I wanna be Hov

(Jay Z )

Truth talk I want Rubi Rose

(What's up baby)

24 tatted but no I ain't Kobe

Turning third base yeh nobody can hold me

(Hold on, wait)

Running third base yeh nobody can hold me

I jack, I rob, I sin

Oh shit God damn

I'm Jackie Robinson

I smoke less

I don't stress

I do less

My niggas real right yeh they ruthless

Riding round town coupeless

Yeh You biting hard but you teeth-less

Drop top pop star

I'm really the son of a pastor

I ain't no regular rockstar

I ain't no regular Rasta

Man whole lotta mf bitches in this party man we lit

Oh shit wait run down man run down