Rat Race

I'mma tell you like the homie told me

Don't get trapped when you fucking with these streets

Cause it's a rat race and it's all for the cheese

But don't get caught fucking slipping

I swerve to the left, I swerve to the right

To infinity, my swag Buzz Lightyear

Fuck a Bud Light, Henny got my buzz right

We ten deep, bitch it's a club night

All up in the section with the bottles and the sparks

Young trill nigga, from Leimert Park

West coast shit, don't be slipping after dark

Stomp your ass out, leave you full of dirt marks

We might be riding in that 'Lac, I might be solo on that bike

I'mma pull up to my show, we about to get right

We about to get right, we about to take flight

We about to get right, we about to hear right, right, right

Cause niggas out here hella petty, so ridiculous

And bitches take you for your money, so conspicuous

But I ain't talking bout no rapping

So you can miss me with that bullshit

Uh, I'm trying to see a billion

I'm trying to get it high as the ceiling, don't see no limit

I'm trying to stack up on veggies, go on and eat your spinach

I gotta go out and get it, fuck up the competition

Yeah I'm on a mission, get chaffered up in 'scrips

I'mma tell you like the homie told me

Don't get trapped when you fucking with these streets

Cause it's a rat race and it's all for the cheese

But don't get caught fucking slipping