got drugs in my body My girl, she a hottie Ten degrees, gettin' faded offa hot totties Me and my brothers gettin' rich like Roddy In Atlanta and I'm white like Roddy I be ridin' shotty with my shorty from NY She grew up on the train so I taught her how to drive Yes, I like girls but I'm all about my guys Climate change real, heard we all about to die Fuck it then, let's T-up while we can I've been locked in, I try and free up when I can Young'uns in the city tryna be us, I'm the man We been rolling 'round, come and see us while you can 'Cause soon enough, uh I'ma have to walk around with fellas that be suited up Know she used to curve me, now she tryna come be cool with us Y'all got insecurities, it ain't got shit to do with us Don't care how they view us 'long as they just keep on viewin' us (Perfect) Married to the street, you know I'm too in touch Driven by the fear that I don't do enough We been moving 'round and now we movin' up Everybody got opinions but I'm seein' through the bluffs Listen, I got intuition I'm a genius in the kitchen, this addict make me efficient Fell in love with magic, she definitely got a commission Way too many women, I definitely got an addiction It's a fact (He's heating up) Don't know how I'm gonna shake it Feelin' like I'm goin' crazy I know I'm goin' crazy Might just give the chief of police the wrong baby I kiss her on the mouth like she my son and I'm Tom Brady Used to diss me, now she wanna date me I call that a 180, I know it's frustrating I don't need no more women, I got enough ladies But ooh, she kinda bad, how 'bout just one maybe? Some love me, some hate me Bitches, my cum tasty We all got big dreams, some got the smarts but they dumb lazy Seven side-chicks but just one baby She keep on yappin' and she gon' unchain me I'm servin' up Dick like I'm Cheney Bitch, can you blame me? I went from Old Navy to havin' these clothing brands pay me Fellas like to talk a lot, wonderin' if I'm soft or not When you do an awful lot, you don't feel the need Well, I guess that y'all forgot I'm the illest with the pen This right here the off-the-top, I'm fucked off a beat Bitch, I leave the studio and then I hit the waffle spot Smokin' out the parking lot and then we like to eat You should know I'm off the rock, bitch, you know I'm insane
