[Verse 1]
Aye.. Yo..
Roy boy hit the mic and ride away you know it's lit
Put me on the track and you know it's gon' be a hit
If nobody's dancing at the party Imma dip
I don't pay no mind to a b**h talking sh**
Young boy 18, im bout to graduate
People ask me what I'm gonna do, like everyday
But I don't know, all I know is I'm trying to start a wave
And if you ain't with it then that's okay, just get outta my way
Cause I'ma keep grinding, always gone get up if I fall
I'm not the type of dude you'll find hanging out at the mall
But if you're trying to hit the studio, give me a call
Don't play sports but you know your boy ball
If you're trying to get the party bumpin' I'm your dude
Catch me at the skatepark chillin' with my crew
I'm not at the top but I'm still enjoying the view
Don't be sleeping on me, no, because Ima be there soon
Old School wind breaker from the Thrift Shop
Bright Pink hat and it match with my socks
You gonna need oven mits because this sh** is hot
Wrists so quick, Chef Curry with the pot
I'm just doing me, that's it, no I don't wanna be ya
Young Visionary, yeah always got ideas
Blocking out these haters, sorry I don't even see ya
b**h I got the sauce like a f**ing pizzeria
Roy.. Yeah..