I just bought a new watch, ice on a bitch
Cold chains, rock climbing, change on my wrist
Every time I’m on my speakers said I’m chilling with the 6
And I got a golf bitch blacked out with fishnets
Don’t ask me why I got a ripped-on trousers
I in spice got me lookin' like Bowser
When I turn up the place gettin' louder
When it turns down, hangin' bitches on my trousers
Still they gotta get off my line
FaceTime dick tellin' me it’s time
We just tryna get paid through our rhymes
Walk up to the corner store countin' our dimes
This ain’t the life I’m tryna liv
Dreaming stage life, thn I feel life’s hits
Thunder strikes like I’m in Misfits
Then I realize there’s no time to quit, uh
I don’t buy Comethazine
I just bought a lemonade
Fifty cents I could say
Gave him a dollar 'cause it’s payday
Spent all my money at Weekday
Now I’m broke but I’m fly, ayy
Yeah, I still fuck a bitch, ayy
'Cause I’m broke and I like eggs, what
I just fucked Ginny Weasley
Expelliarmus past Ronald easy
Nimbus 2000 out the roof breezy
My neck iced out like I’m Molly Weasley, yeah
I don’t wanna sound sleazy
But girl god damn your body need me
The way your eyes shine got me dreamy
But this kid’s lemonade got me sleepy, what (bitch)
Yeah, yeah
Bitch I got a new name now, call me hippie face
'Cause I’m in a cool state now, I’m in a better place
Tatted but I’m cool at me now, I’ll never send it past
But tell 'em look at me now
I’m coppin' bags in the city, I’m loud
I might go shop at the mall
I’m thinkin' Biggie and really that’s small
But I can do this shit dawg, just gotta figure it out
I’m the flow master, your track is trash, bruh
I’m not ghostwriter so don’t call me Jasper
I’m not the greatest but I’m also not trash, bruh
So you can kiss my lil' ass, huh
Motherfuckers be all on my dick
They make us they really know I’m the shit
Crazy on the beat call me Pickle Rick
Hater’s a bitch, go suck a dick, uh
Woo!
Bitch
So, when are you coming over tonight?
When do you have time today?
Wait, I’m gonna answer these in a second, I’m just dropping fire right now
Emotion steady, change the scenes, yuh
We ain’t ready, still between, yuh
Shit ain’t heavy as it seem, yuh
Liminal spaces, faces, dreams, yuh
Spillin' feathers from the seams, yuh
Fillin' sweaters with the greens, yuh
Get the pleasures 'fore you sleep, yuh
Liminal spaces, faces, dreams, yuh
Exes' faces in my dreams, yuh
Make me bottom out the mean, yuh
This ain’t bottoms-out season
How they bustin' for no reason?
I’m already fightin' hefty battles, nigga
I done rowed my boat, but fuck a paddle, nigga
I been gaining guap for droppin' sauce for beats
From Ryanair to flyin' private suite, nigga
Woo! Jeez!
Damn boy, you got it
Nigga
Uh, that was loud
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it, yeah
(Fuck, nigga!)