Текст песни
I smoked up
ADHD, you would think I was coked up
It's the way that they all think that they know us
My chick and I look like goals, yea we glowed up
My wallet bulimic, the money getting thrown up
I just keep going up, haters feeling big stress
On a plane, see the world, I might hit Japan next
I just made a thousand bucks, that's a small flex
When the money be calling, I always answer yes
The haters like pills, they're pressed
Hos all dirty like resin
The people that talking shit
They're gonna need some breath mints
Gotta learn to mind their business
I call it Private Lessons
I'm keeping them fools on read
Sometimes that is the message
The haters like pills, they're pressed
Hos all dirty like resin
The people that talking shit
They're gonna need some breath mints
Gotta learn to mind their business
I call it Private Lessons
I'm keeping them fools on read
This that shit right here
I got that tight stare
The tight glare on your bitch's ass
You're best to think fast when you hear me fucking spitting this
Scoob IV I'm dissing you motherfuckers quick
Hitting these switches
In that bitch all turnt
Scoob IV i'm coming in
You're best to fucking burn up the bud when you in my fucking car
Getting hazy yo, Scoob IV I'm on the fucking beat
Lazy hazy flow, Even Steven TV show
I don't know what that means
But I split a 16 clean Spangelo
Bitch you know you looking like D'Angelo Russell
You ain't even my type ho
Scoob IV I might flow
Might go psycho
Like I'm Michael Jackson packing that gab of satisfaction yo
Action Bronson tossing it
Scoob IV I'm bossing it
Rick Ross I'm bossing shit all the fucking time
In my rhyme when I spray another lame with the shine