conscious

Uh, pop me a pill, I know it get real

I know how it feel, I know how it get

Got me some diamonds, got me a fine bitch

Don't need a ticket to get on the jet (let's-a go, cro-cro)

Don't get to lying, bitch, I know sign

I know your mission, make it make sense

It's on my conscious, check out my process

Bitch, let me show you, it get like this (cross 'em up, Hotsauce)

Hotsauce the sensei, I got a lit bae

All in the dojo, watch how I kick (Popstar Worldwide)

I'm in the game, and I'm feeling like Vick (whoa)

Been balling, I set up the pick

I remember ain't used to have shit

Now they let a young nigga get rich

Talking figures, I need me 'bout six (talking figures, I need me 'bout six)

I'm not acting, no, this ain't a skit

They be all in my head like a tick (yeah)

Until you go put shot hand in my shit (go, go, yeah, real trap shit)

Like an archer, nah, I cannot miss

I guess it's about time to go schitz

I can tell 'em to open the pit (I can tell 'em to open the pit)

I did not come in sober, lil' bitch (yeah)

Ice on me, I got colder, lil' bitch (yeah)

Surely, I can get your lil' bitch (yeah)

Uh, pop me a pill, I know it get real

I know how it feel, I know how it get

Got me some diamonds, got me a fine bitch

Don't need a ticket to get on the jet (whoa)

Don't get to lying, bitch, I know sign

I know your mission, make it make sense

It's on my conscious, check out my process

Bitch, let me show you it get like this (whoa)

Gucci sock prayer, you know how I do

Hotsauce a player, boy, these Raf on the boots

I got a pair of Maybachs, that's two

Running for mayor while I'm running the coupe

I'm the kid, no home in the grove

This up a light pool, watch how I shoot (yeah)

I smoke on moonrock 'til I go poof

(Yeah, yeah, here we go)

I'm in the Boondocks just like I'm Huey

(Whoo, whoo, what? What?)

Hotsauce a family guy just like he Stewie