Sitting in the Syracuse feeling like a short fuse
Trynna get over a bitch that was no use
Get the f*ck up outta my face with that abuse
My roommate from the streets, he'll turn you to an excuse
Locked eyes with your mama today
I stared at her for a sec like she was new bae
I bought her new Louis she didn't have no f*cking say
Riding through the night like Batman bitch
Saw your new boyfriend he a catman bitch
Why couldn't we just be like lelo and stitch
Watch me chef this up like Gordon Ramsay but I'm not sorry
When i hit that shit like a f*cking lose Ferrari
Cuz we not in the city we in the mother f*cking safari just be ready when I come at you with my f*cking army
Underneath the sewers where the criminals stay
Cooking up evil schemes to make their opps pay
And making plans to catch them slipping up one day
And send them on their way to their resting place
Now what I'm tryna say is that these cats don't play
So don't get it twisted, and you'll wind up okay
But if you're led astray, you'll end up in a grave
They don't care about your life or their own
So do yourself a favor and stay in your zone
This ain't no joke, put out that toke, and take my advice when I say to stay woke
Watch your back and the corners and your mirrors too
Cause you see these folks be appearing out the blue, yes it's true
And they're packing heat too, so get a clue
And stay tight with your crew, you know what to do
Bid your lifestyle ado, before you're screwed
And left askew, so close to a breakthrough, a chance to be new
Bro that shit was f*cking crazy
That was insane man
Back for part two, didn't have a f*cking clue this is definitely a coup, I do not f*ck with you
Please don't text my f*cking phone, when will I just condone,
I got bigger problems than dealing with some god damn goblins
Get your money up, not your funny up, or just get to shuttin up then get booted up
Why you actin like that where's my birthday cake
Think it's a game why u switching lanes
Thought you were cool what a mistake
They not like us
What u think Mister snakey Drake
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Sitting in the Syracuse feeling like a short fuse
Trynna get over a bitch that was no use
Get the f*ck up outta my face with that abuse
My roommate from the streets, he'll turn you to an excuse
Locked eyes with your mama today
I stared at her for a sec like she was new bae
I bought her new Louis she didn't have no f*cking say
Riding through the night like Batman bitch
Saw your new boyfriend he a catman bitch
Why couldn't we just be like lelo and stitch
Watch me chef this up like Gordon Ramsay but I'm not sorry
When i hit that shit like a f*cking lose Ferrari
Cuz we not in the city we in the mother f*cking safari just be ready when I come at you with my f*cking army
Underneath the sewers where the criminals stay
Cooking up evil schemes to make their opps pay
And making plans to catch them slipping up one day
And send them on their way to their resting place
Now what I'm tryna say is that these cats don't play
So don't get it twisted, and you'll wind up okay
But if you're led astray, you'll end up in a grave
They don't care about your life or their own
So do yourself a favor and stay in your zone
This ain't no joke, put out that toke, and take my advice when I say to stay woke
Watch your back and the corners and your mirrors too
Cause you see these folks be appearing out the blue, yes it's true
And they're packing heat too, so get a clue
And stay tight with your crew, you know what to do
Bid your lifestyle ado, before you're screwed
And left askew, so close to a breakthrough, a chance to be new
Bro that shit was f*cking crazy
That was insane man
Back for part two, didn't have a f*cking clue this is definitely a coup, I do not f*ck with you
Please don't text my f*cking phone, when will I just condone,
I got bigger problems than dealing with some god damn goblins
Get your money up, not your funny up, or just get to shuttin up then get booted up
Why you actin like that where's my birthday cake
Think it's a game why u switching lanes
Thought you were cool what a mistake
They not like us
What u think Mister snakey Drake
Trynna get over a bitch that was no use
Get the f*ck up outta my face with that abuse
My roommate from the streets, he'll turn you to an excuse
Locked eyes with your mama today
I stared at her for a sec like she was new bae
I bought her new Louis she didn't have no f*cking say
Riding through the night like Batman bitch
Saw your new boyfriend he a catman bitch
Why couldn't we just be like lelo and stitch
Watch me chef this up like Gordon Ramsay but I'm not sorry
When i hit that shit like a f*cking lose Ferrari
Cuz we not in the city we in the mother f*cking safari just be ready when I come at you with my f*cking army
Underneath the sewers where the criminals stay
Cooking up evil schemes to make their opps pay
And making plans to catch them slipping up one day
And send them on their way to their resting place
Now what I'm tryna say is that these cats don't play
So don't get it twisted, and you'll wind up okay
But if you're led astray, you'll end up in a grave
They don't care about your life or their own
So do yourself a favor and stay in your zone
This ain't no joke, put out that toke, and take my advice when I say to stay woke
Watch your back and the corners and your mirrors too
Cause you see these folks be appearing out the blue, yes it's true
And they're packing heat too, so get a clue
And stay tight with your crew, you know what to do
Bid your lifestyle ado, before you're screwed
And left askew, so close to a breakthrough, a chance to be new
Bro that shit was f*cking crazy
That was insane man
Back for part two, didn't have a f*cking clue this is definitely a coup, I do not f*ck with you
Please don't text my f*cking phone, when will I just condone,
I got bigger problems than dealing with some god damn goblins
Get your money up, not your funny up, or just get to shuttin up then get booted up
Why you actin like that where's my birthday cake
Think it's a game why u switching lanes
Thought you were cool what a mistake
They not like us
What u think Mister snakey Drake
Writer: Ayaan Didarali
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