Huh, Huh, Huh, Yeah
Might just fuck the rap shit, I might
Yeah, whoa, B-R
B-R-Double-E-Z
Yeah, fuck the rap shit man I might just hit the block
No politicking but I know they pocket watch
Feds be asking questions but I′m never talking much
Ran it up, I done turned this shit up a whole notch
Peter piper picked a pepper, bitch I'm hot as hell
Already told you I can′t fall over, this shit no Jack and Jill
Gas bags, gas smell that smell
Like fuck the rap shit, I just need a bag just to sell
Deep up in the ocean, move just like a whale
These niggas never ran a bag up, they been moving like a snail
I done weighed the bag up, I done almost broke the scale
And when I drop, I'm a drop and overdose just like a pill
Keep it 100, not no 50/50
This a freaky Friday, no Lil Dicky
I fuck up the party, you can't kick me
I′m trying to have the party crazy, trying fuck up the city
Whoa, I′m trying to take care of my brothers, take my brothers with me
White bitch do coke, I call her Whitney
I do this shit like really really
Said I'm hot as what, yeah I′m pilipili
Man he dumb as rocks, ye hana akili
I really make my wishes come true, I'm my own genie
Skater drip, peep the beanie
Glasses on me, seeing 3D
Look up the methods, have you seen me
These niggas hate, still wanna be me
Sheets and funnel, put some keef
I love my ganja, love my reefa
They say they need ya, I know they lying they need features
Yeah, Eurr
Whoa, whoa, whoa, eurr
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, bitch I′m running in
