I'm on top of the world, I'm on top of the world
Just poured this fucking wokesha up for the 3rd time man
Only hearts I need is on my clothing, I can't wife no bitch
I got a Mac, named him Lil' Cenat, it'll make your Adam's apple twitch
I got a switch, it's gon' put you in a hot spot, make your body glitch
No adventure time, I told a nigga fall, I feel like the Lich
I told that nigga fall, but we in the summertime
Put my nigga onto the motion, he said I gotta get mine
Got my stripes like I'm CK, but I ain't talkin' Calvin Klein
This XM4 so damn heavy, I think I broke my spine, come on
I might bend that corner swervin', no LiAngelo, but I ball on niggas
Stop playin' with me, punch him in his shit, Rockets Chris Paul a nigga
That first deal was kinda small, man, I want somethin' bigger
IRL, scammer get scammed, I want your grave digger, come on
Yeah, we got hella shovels, diggin' graves like I'm the Reaper
Easy money sniper, I got three-five in my sweeper
Bitch, keep callin' me honey, bitch, I'm not a beekeeper
Glocky put him to bed, now he a heavy sleeper, come on
How you cheat on your bitch with a runner? Shit unbelievable
Turned his living room into the opposite, his house unlivable
Beat a nigga so bad, that shit got clinical
Like Mark Grayson, you can't touch me, cause I'm in-
Can't even say that, cause n***a's too fed
He asked for five, left his dumbass on read
We survive shit like Simon and Jen, I might change my name to Ned
Yeah, this a survival guide
Old nigga with a .22, Big OG, I might call him Clyde
Jump out the V like Battle Royale nigga but I don't glide
Killed that nigga before his wedding he aint get to kiss the bride
Big ahh tonka truck comin' through this bitch, hella wide
I'm one deep in traffic, ain't nobody gettin' up with me
I ain't even tryna kill, stop the violence, man I'm speading peace
If you wanna join Techboys Inc., you gotta get a Nike fleece
All my whips, pay it off, I ain't gettin' no fuckin' lease, nigga, come on
I ain't even fuckin' with this beat, but I told Trell, I'ma hop on it, nigga, let's do it
Bro call me lackin' at the store, but he upped just gun and he ain't even know how to use it
Bad bitch with the ass so fat, the size of the moon, damn she got me droolin
I call up bro right now, and he lay in yo' bushes, we call that nigga Yung Goonie,
Bad Jamaican hoe her dreads hang low, right down to her booty
Feel like swiper no swipe, but she gave it up, nigga she just hand me that coochie
Ayy, and I ain't even have to ask
Three niggas hoppin' out the Durango
Told Trell just put on this mask
I think this bitch slow, she need class
She stink I think she need bath
Walk into Bowling Green and I seen famous, and that shit made me mad
Yeah, that shit made me sad
Like, where the fuck is her dad?
She got more bodies than everybody added up in that fuckin' class
Ewww