Equilibrium

Yeah, yeah, G Herbo

What's the deal, Herb?

Mike Amiri master, bitch, I'm fancier than Squilliam

Fuck a body shot, we aimin' at his equilibrium

I'm just chillin' with my millis waitin' 'til the billis come

What area I'm from? Bitch, 51

Quarter after quarter, stuffin' 'Woods, I got hippy lungs

Swervin' tryna scale it, he got shorted 'cause my digi' jumped

Sick, they see me ballin', tryna double team and rip me up

Sick, they see me ballin', tryna knock me off my pivot

You ain't gotta a whip, what's in my pocket could've bought a Civic

You ain't even in my shoes, I barely talk to critics

Same motherfuckers try to shoot the ball and miss it

High as hell, I turn the TV on and let it watch me

Me, myself and I, shit, I'm feelin' like the top three

Blessing after blessing, cameras Godspeed

How you call yourself the G.O.A.T? Bitch, stop, please

How you call yourself the G.O.A.T but you not me?

Spot like H&M, fiends pull up just to cop jeans

M30's, they'll turn to zombies when they pop peas

Herbo in some brand new Fazos, shit, you know my carpets clean (clean)

Swervo

Mike Amiri master, bitch, I'm fancier than Squilliam

Fuck a body shot, we aimin' at his equilibrium

I'm just chillin' with my millis waitin' 'til the billis come

We don't talk to cops, we don't cop pleas

Soon as we hit they block, it's already cock squeeze

I don't fuck with rats 'cause I got a lot of cheese

Way I'm stuntin', I don't care 'bout what she want, I'm what a bitch need

Billion dollar mouth, I'm smokin' Runtz so that's a K a blunt

Switch out hoes and give 'em what they want, that's fifty K a month

If you know me, I'm a humble beast, so it's okay to stunt

At eighteen, I had a hundred pounds, so it was okay to front

I rose from the mud now I'm rich

Yeah, I'm lit, bitch, but if this shit go bad, is you gon' switch?

It was a blood bath now I rock blood diamonds, went legit

And my lil' blood bad, all they want is a big ol' bag and another switch

Half a million, that's my kit

Gotta protect my ice but I been totin' pipes since I was a jit

So that really don't mean shit

And I'm a suspect to a vic', ain't no respect for a snitch

Raise the scoreboard, we down bad, just up that and it's a upset

I hate when niggas be talkin' on the net like he gon' step but can't even walk

Can't give him a thought, ain't even a threat

He tried to run, you know we hawked him

White chalk, you know we caught him

3D, you know we saw him

Friday the 13th, know it's Autumn, ayy (G Herbo)

Mike Amiri master, bitch, I'm fancier than Squilliam

Fuck a body shot, we aimin' at his equilibrium

I'm just chillin' with my millis waitin' 'til the billis come

Gotta be alone

Walkin' solo with my chrome, on my way home

Days, weeks, feelin' weak, had to stay strong

Facin' trauma on my own, baby, how you say I'm wrong?

Money always on my phone, baby, I can't stay, I'm gone

Left the streets but I put all my pain inside my songs

You know what I'm on