Yo I might throw some adlibs on this but this a one take
Check it, uh
Lyrically I think I'm somethin' like a tiger
So I gotta make it mine go and switch the style up
You can ask nick cannon which kick was wilder
I got no filler lines like I dissed Mariah
I like all my weed wit a pack of Visine
I might get a Jeep just to flash the high beams
Imma get a bitch just to smash the side piece
I'm puffin on the orange thats a pack of Hi-C
Imma be the greatest and i know that
Let it loose, keep it real, I don't hold back
Word to Mac got a bitch on my gonads
I'm out and my ex hit me up thats a throw back
I'm astounded by how many bitches in the place
I'm aroused and I'm drowsy from liquor to the face
Talking to this girl but I can only hear the bass
She had 3 long islands now she wanna get a taste
Sleep all day I work the night shift
I can see the future I'm psychic
And I'm always on and off like a light switch
I swear I'm not the kid that you'd ever really wanna pick a fight wit
6'5 with some high tops
I remember when I used to wear the high socks
Now I'm on some boss shit, bitches got the nylon
Said you wanna fight but my crew is full of pythons
Yeah, and we ain't with the snake shit, coming out the basement
Psychedelic visions every time I spit a cadence
Amazement contained in they stupid little faces
The Caviar of Rap and I ain't even make the playlist
She can get a taste if she want to, yuh
But that don't really mean that I want you, yuh
Cuz I'm all tied up in the long run
Music is the main bitch gotta make the songs cum
So I hop in the drop gonna pop shit
Then I stop on the block for a hot bitch
And I'm off of the top when I jot this
I feel like Lil Wayne man this shit is so nostalgic, yeah
They bringing up the price gotta bring it back down
If you really want the pack gotta bring it back round
Always in the front never in the background
Even if you stand up we don't ever stand down
Me and all the boys we be riding, yeah
Joint rolled up imma light this
We be dry on the tank when we drivin' we
Took 5 hits never looked at the mileage, yeah
It's hot with the fog as we cough up the weed
If we all spot a cop then its stop and retreat
And we might catch a break but my thoughts are deceived
If you talking to me then a coffin is peace
Yeah I don't give a f*ck where my heads at
I been f*cked up since the first time that I said that
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Yo I might throw some adlibs on this but this a one take
Check it, uh
Lyrically I think I'm somethin' like a tiger
So I gotta make it mine go and switch the style up
You can ask nick cannon which kick was wilder
I got no filler lines like I dissed Mariah
I like all my weed wit a pack of Visine
I might get a Jeep just to flash the high beams
Imma get a bitch just to smash the side piece
I'm puffin on the orange thats a pack of Hi-C
Imma be the greatest and i know that
Let it loose, keep it real, I don't hold back
Word to Mac got a bitch on my gonads
I'm out and my ex hit me up thats a throw back
I'm astounded by how many bitches in the place
I'm aroused and I'm drowsy from liquor to the face
Talking to this girl but I can only hear the bass
She had 3 long islands now she wanna get a taste
Sleep all day I work the night shift
I can see the future I'm psychic
And I'm always on and off like a light switch
I swear I'm not the kid that you'd ever really wanna pick a fight wit
6'5 with some high tops
I remember when I used to wear the high socks
Now I'm on some boss shit, bitches got the nylon
Said you wanna fight but my crew is full of pythons
Yeah, and we ain't with the snake shit, coming out the basement
Psychedelic visions every time I spit a cadence
Amazement contained in they stupid little faces
The Caviar of Rap and I ain't even make the playlist
She can get a taste if she want to, yuh
But that don't really mean that I want you, yuh
Cuz I'm all tied up in the long run
Music is the main bitch gotta make the songs cum
So I hop in the drop gonna pop shit
Then I stop on the block for a hot bitch
And I'm off of the top when I jot this
I feel like Lil Wayne man this shit is so nostalgic, yeah
They bringing up the price gotta bring it back down
If you really want the pack gotta bring it back round
Always in the front never in the background
Even if you stand up we don't ever stand down
Me and all the boys we be riding, yeah
Joint rolled up imma light this
We be dry on the tank when we drivin' we
Took 5 hits never looked at the mileage, yeah
It's hot with the fog as we cough up the weed
If we all spot a cop then its stop and retreat
And we might catch a break but my thoughts are deceived
If you talking to me then a coffin is peace
Yeah I don't give a f*ck where my heads at
I been f*cked up since the first time that I said that
Check it, uh
Lyrically I think I'm somethin' like a tiger
So I gotta make it mine go and switch the style up
You can ask nick cannon which kick was wilder
I got no filler lines like I dissed Mariah
I like all my weed wit a pack of Visine
I might get a Jeep just to flash the high beams
Imma get a bitch just to smash the side piece
I'm puffin on the orange thats a pack of Hi-C
Imma be the greatest and i know that
Let it loose, keep it real, I don't hold back
Word to Mac got a bitch on my gonads
I'm out and my ex hit me up thats a throw back
I'm astounded by how many bitches in the place
I'm aroused and I'm drowsy from liquor to the face
Talking to this girl but I can only hear the bass
She had 3 long islands now she wanna get a taste
Sleep all day I work the night shift
I can see the future I'm psychic
And I'm always on and off like a light switch
I swear I'm not the kid that you'd ever really wanna pick a fight wit
6'5 with some high tops
I remember when I used to wear the high socks
Now I'm on some boss shit, bitches got the nylon
Said you wanna fight but my crew is full of pythons
Yeah, and we ain't with the snake shit, coming out the basement
Psychedelic visions every time I spit a cadence
Amazement contained in they stupid little faces
The Caviar of Rap and I ain't even make the playlist
She can get a taste if she want to, yuh
But that don't really mean that I want you, yuh
Cuz I'm all tied up in the long run
Music is the main bitch gotta make the songs cum
So I hop in the drop gonna pop shit
Then I stop on the block for a hot bitch
And I'm off of the top when I jot this
I feel like Lil Wayne man this shit is so nostalgic, yeah
They bringing up the price gotta bring it back down
If you really want the pack gotta bring it back round
Always in the front never in the background
Even if you stand up we don't ever stand down
Me and all the boys we be riding, yeah
Joint rolled up imma light this
We be dry on the tank when we drivin' we
Took 5 hits never looked at the mileage, yeah
It's hot with the fog as we cough up the weed
If we all spot a cop then its stop and retreat
And we might catch a break but my thoughts are deceived
If you talking to me then a coffin is peace
Yeah I don't give a f*ck where my heads at
I been f*cked up since the first time that I said that
Writer: Derek Nalette
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