Styrofoam cups, filled 'em up with grape Gatorade
Stayed awake playing games bumping old Vaporwave
808's & Heartbreak, take a lil cigar break
All up in her (Hoo Ha Ha)
Smelling like some (Shark Bait)
Spit game glorious, nickname victorious
B.I.G. notorious, flip pills Morpheus
You paid Drew Tate to take you out the Matrix
Me though, I'm Neo, I just pick up the phone
I'm out this bitch
La da di da da
Oh ah oh, oh ah oh
La da di da da da da
Working all your days away just tryna get your paper straight
La da di da da
Oh ah oh, oh ah oh
La da di da da da da
I woke up in the morning on some, shit
I broke the second verse curse, sanitizer swerve germs
All my thoughts perverse, every song I serve burns
F*ck you my first words, steak & pussy surf turf
I never want to see another can of Slurm again
How the f*ck can I go forklift to Forbes list
I'm pondering imported the foreign to Portland
Plus a bunch of other more shit
The flow so gross, but my hoes so gorgeous
La da di da da
Oh ah oh, oh ah oh
La da di da da da da
Working all your days away just tryna get your paper straight
La da di da da
Oh ah oh, oh ah oh
La da di da da da da
I woke up in the morning on some, shit
I woke up desperate on some different shit, I'm ignorant
These thoughts inside my brain, they get the best of me
I'm sick of it, belligerent
I know I'm causing problems, inconsiderate
This time I won't keep hyping you up
You ego driven, hope this lasts
I put some shots in my cup
You put some shots in your butt
You run around while I'm just sizing you up
Take time, I know you'll find me in the back of the truck
Spit rhymes, I hope you love me like you said it too much
Take time, and it's the last time that I saw you, bitch
All these tears on my face like I'm tryna get the best of this
All my love for you is down the drain and now you sick of it
I just wanna lead to do these better things, I'm rich, bitch
Like put your back in this, shawty I feel attached to this
I don't want that drama no more, you just a pessimist
Like, how you f*cking tell me this the last of it
Bitch, I might just fall in love with you
But that's just not the real you
I guess I want the version of you that I can see in my room
I wanna be in your bed so I can lay next to you
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah