[ Featuring Old Man Saxon ]
Look
Yeah, this ain't a twosome or a threesome or a foursome
This that I'ma do it on my motherf*ckin' lonesome
This that I'ma grind, then I'm a roll, then I'm a smoke one
I don't wanna share right now, I'm feeling antisocial
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial
I don't need new friends, I think that shit disposal
You ain't did a thing if someone did it for you
I used to run from my emotions, now I touch 'em (now I touch 'em)
I used to run from my opponents, now I crush 'em (now I crush 'em)
I give the best of me, I know I'm not a sucker (no)
It ain't no flesh in me, I void it at the supper (ay)
I been lonely off the rip (ay)
Diy, I learn it if I know I'm not equip (okay)
Call my nigga Clairmont 'cause I know I gotta grip (jheeze)
F*cking up the game, but this is no erotic film
Solo-dolo but I'm trill, ay
Ten toes in, yeah, tryna figure how to pay the rent
Lease a Benz, yeah, all my life I never needed friends
I'm yo' pimp, yeah, crawled up outta ever being a simp
Now I win, yeah, cover 'cause like Ketamine, I hit
I'm they target, want my blood out where my heart is
I'm trying to claim this podium of profits, I mean dollars
I mean knowledge, I can't rely on anybody's promise (that's right)
Even if I wobble I just always know I got it, know I got it (know I got)
Yeah, this ain't a twosome or a threesome or a foursome (nope)
This that I'ma do it on my motherf*ckin' lonesome (me)
This that I'ma grind, then I'm a roll, then I'm a smoke one (okay)
I don't wanna share right now, I'm feeling antisocial (let's go)
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial (ay, yeah)
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial (ooh)
I don't need new friends, I think that shit disposal (no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
You ain't did a thing if someone did it for you (yo)
Oh, you rollin' on your own? That's a big bet
You want me forever, but I am more of a vignette
No missteps, been scrounging up these pennies, mane
"Well, what you 'bout to do today?" When I'm done with all that Henny, mane
I'm moving on to Beaujolais, some sharper notes, fruity taste
Something for them moody days when I'm wanting more like Rudy Ray
Ain't no clocking in, on my own schedule if I choose to wait, I wait
But when it's time to roll or die these is the moves I have to make, yeah (yeah, yeah, ooh)
Ten toes in, yeah, tryna figure how to pay the rent
Lease a Benz, yeah, all my life I never needed friends
I'm yo' pimp, yeah, crawled up outta ever being a simp
Now I win, yeah, cover 'cause like Ketamine, I hit
