Текст песни
Let me get some more Daks
(?)
YB ain't no lie
(?)
My music box 두 번째 mixtape on chart, ayy
Flip and flip like FC Barcelona, yeah
I can't sleep at night feel I'm French Montana, ayy
너네 태도 보고 계획을 바꿨어
Plan A to Z 침대에 눕지 못해
별 다섯 개 호텔 valet parking
장비를 챙겼어, 당연히
망가졌어 Mac, I need a HDMI calbe
My new sequence Ableton is speed racing
Ayy, fuck the magazine, fuck the promotion, ayy
난 천천히 떴지, 아님, 뻔뻔히
열여섯마디 백 장이 담긴 JanSport, ayy
알려준댔잖아 lay back 아니면 syncopation
Who got the rhyme?
Who got the flow?
Who got shine?
Who got the door?
Who got the lines?
Who got the straws? (Who got the straws?)
Who got the style? (Style?)
Who got the dough?
Who got the dough?
Who got the style?
Yeah, I enie miney more 'til I die
Young OG in my soul on my life
And when I'm jumping off the court, I'm ready to die
Yeah, we go jumping off the court, pump and drive
Yeah, on my grind, I can't let you fuck, my time
Like she go down, up and down then she calm down
I'm off the ground, I don't wanna see no clowns
Yeah, she go downtown for me, she go up and down
I'm out of town, you could find me, baby, in my sound
Yeah, she a downtown baddy I could see the style
Yeah, I just want more money then you could see me smile (see me smile)