Letras
Oh shit
Wouldn't let me in so I'm kicking doors
Never saw me coming, I been running on my tippy toes (whoa)
If the shoe fits, I'm copping those, but just know I'm fitting more
From the lobby, I been placing bets, so I'm taking steps to a different floor
Got no chill like my alarm broke and won't stop beeping
Head banging like I'm Butt-Head and my boy Beavis (yeah)
Got my fam, then I got my peace
If I like the beat, then I got that heat
Tried to keep the door locked on me
But boom-biddy-boom, no stopping me like
Oh shit
This that, this that, this that, this that big bop (yeah, man)
No Six Flags, this a big drop (wee)
Swerving while they sitting in a grid lock (running)
No slow poke, I'm the big hoss
Oh shit
Fire, fire, fire, call me flame boy (shee)
They say I'm the man, I'm the same boy
Oh shit
This that, this that, this that, this that big bop (shee)
No Six Flags, this a big drop (uh, yeah)
Oh shit
He got me on this bitch, got heat on this bitch
Horse put a opp in the grave, now I'm 'bout to pee on that bitch
Looking in front of the mirror like I'm about to put some meat on this bitch
City 'bout to give a genius a key to this bitch
I'm the drug they fiending over
Got em fiending, leaning over
Got 'em tweaking even sober
Oh my god, it's drugs, buddy
Play this shit in pubs, buddy
Breaking bread, it's time for supper
Got 'em ducking, taking cover
While I'm over eighty summers
Billion summers, goddamn it, dummy
Like I'm 'bout to rob a bank, gotta hand it to me
I ain't doing nothing but shooting some free throws though
Easy like the beat go ho
Now I'm done, oh shit
Oh shit
This that, this that, this that, this that big bop (yeah, man)
No Six Flags, this a big drop (wee)
Swerving while they sitting in a grid lock (running)
No slow poke, I'm the big hoss
Oh shit
Fire, fire, fire, call me flame boy (shee)
They say I'm the man, I'm the same boy
Oh shit
This that, this that, this that, this that big bop (shee)
No Six Flags, this a big drop
2020, no glaucoma, don't cut corners, I'm driving slow
Stack it up like dominos, I flick a finger, then watch 'em go
Scratch and win, no pot of gold, playing long ball and I got a goal
Like I bumped into my ex in the grocery store, I gotta go
Lately I been taking off with no propeller
This come together like influencers at Coachella
Made enough money, but still act like a broke fella
'Cause silk sheets haven't ever made no go-getter (no, no)
My pops speaking when I'm operating
'Cause he watching me like a cop from Heaven
Making sure I'm doing things different
So I can live longer than fifty-seven
My grandma dressed in gold and leather
How you think I'm putting all this together?
I'm a family man doing family business
My fans holding me down forever like
Oh shit
This that, this that, this that, this that big bop (yeah, man)
No Six Flags, this a big drop (wee)
Swerving while they sitting in a grid lock (running)
No slow poke, I'm the big hoss
Oh shit
Fire, fire, fire, call me flame boy (shee)
They say I'm the man, I'm the same boy
Oh shit
This that, this that, this that, this that big bop (shee)
No Six Flags, this a big drop
Oh shit