Chop, swing, swing, I'm a knight with a class Bitches ring-ding when I pull up to the past
I got scars form the last five
News is a drop by , nobody in my side eye
Rain on my window, what's the wifi
October nights so high, high
My mind In Dubai
Like a silly game of I spy
I spy with my eye,
What you gonna do a nice guy
Got five on the phone, five more,
It's a low tide
Bitches keep on trying
But they know I never lose
God's spinning me bottle,
Go big or live life in my shoes
I'm a f*ck up and I know it,
I'm a play it like I love it
I'm a sell then I unlock it,
Take the trade in my pocket
I know you say there's no reason but I know Buckled up the seatbelt ,
It's time for us to go
To a place that I knew
But a place I never go
F*cked up in my sleep and I f*cked up in a hole
Uppercut in your face, I might do a crossfade
Bitches look good, I might hit the new babe
Lock the babe and I'mma call it straight
Hittin' hole in one, green in my pipe
Puffing light, then I'm gone
Drop, swing, swing, I'm a knight with a class
Bitches ring-ding when I pull up to the past
Drop, swing, swing, I'm a knight with a class
Bitches ring-ding when I pull up to the past
Drop, swing, swing, I'm a knight with a class
Bitches ring-ding when I pull up to the past
Drop, swing, swing, I'm a knight with a class
Bitches ring-ding when I pull up to the past