Letras
Real talk, real walk, this legitimate
Some of y'all need to log off the internet
Feel the sun, touch green, photosynthesis
Sasquatch written on the birth certificate
I've been working, bitch I'm so sick of hoping
If it's hurting then we gotta mix the potions
Cross the country with my niggas busy toasting
And shoutout mormons, gotta let that soak in
Who I'm better than? Get the list out
It's longer than the driveway of my bitch house
If you ain't moving my way then you missed out
Already got a spot for my grammys picked out, ah
Hungry than a bitch, I'm eating y'all meals
Chugged a six pack, got a 6 pack still
Hit it from the back, can't tell if it's real, like ah
Yellow bone girl tryna touch my fur
Bitch back off, gotta tell 'em no sir
Do what I want, sasquatch don't care like
Way back niggas used to laugh at my rap shit
Pay back, now when niggas call I don't answer
Asap climbing to the top, it get rocky nigga
Base camp looking down at y'all, don't get cocky nigga
Who the fuck is steppin' in your yard? Yeah that's me bitch
Who the fuck is getting paid to talk? Count the g's bitch
Leave a crater everywhere I walk, didn't expect this
Imma need a beer and a yeti on my necklace, like uh
I'll get out the way, waiting for you
I'll get out the way, way huh
I'll get out the way, waiting for you
I'll get out the way