Текст песни
My nigga Ralph just touched down from the Yattle
Free my nigga DJ out them shackles
My relative sellin' fish Holy Mackerel
I graduated from the I need a tassel
And we'll get them hoes gone with no hassle
Yeah how you in the field with no tackles
Only company he said he need is Apple
When I'm done my city makin' me a statue
I just score a fourth quarter with a second left
Me and whoever the best might be neck and neck
Told her pull a pants up I accept the neck
Police comin' from a block away I make a left
Late night in the stu off Bel-Air Bleu
Can't remember one time I ever cared to
Nigga you think them hoes new nigga they're used
Ain't much changed around this bitch but the spare room's
The whip go 200 all you hear is vroom
She get to gettin' wet when I'm near the poon
You won't see this bitch again till a year or two
I just had to talk with God like all I fear is you
If the money said somethin' all I hear is loot
Winter grind puffer jacket in my Timb boots
If you seen what I seen you see a counselor
Proved my teacher wrong when she said what I'd amount to
Rockin' V-Lone primetime call him Deion
Always treat it like I'm top tier not a peon
All year every day I don't gotta say the rest
Better know I need my green like I'm Klay and Steph