Would write a hook, but this shit too long
They wanna build but they Lei Wu Long
Bitch I'm a star call me Young Fei Long
I just might put you in my new song
F*cking on a bitch like, ooh, got something on my wrist light, blue
Got a little bit of drip slight, flu, y'all niggas just big Raichu
Big rats but that shit don't shock me, I'm ballin' like Jeremy Shockey
They hating but that shit can't stop me, Belizean bitch still call me Papi
In H Mart I'm getting that Pocky and toppy
Cousins been Mackin, that's Khiem and Rodney
Still cool with JustUs, that's P and that's Robbie
Still ride around with that stick hitting licks over ice like it's hockey, yeah yeah
I got your kids on my songs it's a baby bop
I don't ever do wrong around a lady cop
Bringing back 106 for my latest drop
Only thing you bringing back is your latest flop
Shorty got that retwist, no more dusty mop
Every time I'm on the road I get that Dusty pop
Got me feeling too good like it must be top
And when they hear the "Whewwwwww!", like it must be Wop, whoa
Wait a minute, ain't that Nicki flow
Got em out their velvet Vicki's though
Shorty arching like a Seminole
I just set the play and you just pick and roll
Roll the pack and don't forget the stems
Lot of preaching but it's never hymns
Big in New York like I'm Phillip Sims
I never seen the ends until I switched the lens
Would write a hook, but this shit too long
They wanna build but they Lei Wu Long
Bitch I'm a star call me Young Fei Long
I just might put you in my new song
F*cking on a bitch like, ooh, got something on my wrist light, blue
Blue face like a nigga suffo, cating
Get some money nigga why the f*ck you, hating
I be staying in my pocket like, Peyton
I be running to the money while you, waiting
Fat Finesse never hyperventi, lating
If it ain't about it what's the conver, sastion
No debate no discussion, niggas sip the Robotussin
Wonder why they kidneys busting, sip more vodka than a Russian
Now that spirit gets the hushing yeah yeah, yeah
I don't know how long this beat going on (Going on)
By now I could've wrote a whole new song (Whole new song)
Diesel you need some structure with your shit (With your shit)
I just might have to pull up on your bitch (On your bitch)
You know that one that's always at my shows (At my shows)
She never told me she was with the bros (With the bros)
You know the process when it comes to hoes (When it comes to hoes)
Don't bring em if they f*cking with the dough, yeah
Chop off the right like a Saudi, my niggas too ruff and rowdy
Smoke in the air like it's cloudy, Finago Suma Cum Laude
Therapist got that new Audi, tell me what you know about it
Nothing cuz you don't know nothing, you can't relate cuz you bluffing
2018 David Ruffin, thankful for giving that stuff in
Grandmother hated my cussing, now I get paid for my cussing
I just pray that she still love me, I ain't been round in a minute
I'm living out of my duffy, spaced out like David Duchovny
Stop fronting bitch you still want me, clearly cuz you still be hunting
Ricky Rozay when I'm grunting, Finago Marko I'm stunting; yeah yeah yeah yeah
Would write a hook, but this shit too long
They wanna build but they Lei Wu Long
Bitch I'm a star call me Young Fei Long
I just might put you in my new song
F*cking on a bitch like, ooh, got something on my wrist light, blue
Got a little bit of drip slight, flu, y'all niggas just big Raichu
Big rats but that shit don't shock me, I'm ballin' like Jeremy Shockey
They hating but that shit can't stop me, Belizean bitch still call me Papi
In H Mart I'm getting that Pocky and toppy
Cousins been Mackin, that's Khiem and Rodney
Still cool with JustUs, that's P and that's Robbie
Still ride around with that stick hitting licks over ice like it's hockey, yeah yeah yeah