Letras
Always smoking pressure steady geekin, ima nerd
It don't matter what substance I'm on, promise I'm alert
Fuck it go ahead, check my bank account shit get me turnt (Mmm)
Shit my lil bro a crashout, uninsured (What?)
Why you puff your chest out? Think you tough put you in dirt (Ugh)
I done made my own lane now these lil boys wanna merge
Rocking fur, I could give a fuck about the things you heard
Like a bird, bitch I'm fly as fuck could never be concerned (Ugh)
Money counter jammin only thing of my concern (Uhh, uhh)
You think that's the only thing I learned (Uhh)
How to stack my money up just like a fuckin firm
I got fye shit, give that boy a perm
Damn my cup be so muddy this shit damn near got some worms (Waah)
Fuck it, bitch boy when you gone learn? (Ugh)
Yo, better wait your turn
Hold up, Brabus had to park it on the curb
Step outside pointer punching like a boxer, Thomas Hearns (Ugh)
Hit her with a pivot, hoe thought I was Kyrie Irving (Yuh)
Quick up to the trigger, hoe don't make me nervous (Yuh)
Hoe gone make me splurge it
No handouts I earned it (Shit)
She a super freak, gone suck me up like Kirby
My car got a lot of horses, shit belong in derby
.762 hit his rib, put his ass in gurney