[Intro]
Yeah man, I'm textin' yo b**h back right now my n***a. Yeah. Waves on waves on waves 101 sh** man. Yes sir
[Verse 1]
New trends old ways gotta keep it balanced
That sh** that you campin' for b**h you can bet that I got it
Phony n***as show they colors in moments they doubt it
I tell you once you don't listen and I gotta shout it
I keep it online
These n***as hypin' the weed
Makin' the sh** seem all weak
I be that n***a with flavors and juggin' it too
So don't never go overtax me
f** do you mean fam
Look at my jeans fam
She wanna f** I think I'ma gone let her
Then I send her off I don't need stam
b**h what you thinkin' I need that
Blazin' in all of this foreign wear
2 bad hoes walk up that foreign pair
I just might have to go cop a room
Hit the hoe up like girl meet me there
We make it happen
Live out the things I be rappin'
Picture this sh** but don't caption
Like I'm on the ship
They know I'm wavy as sh**
In the building feelin' like the main event woah!
You better you know it don't you
You f** with me and you won't lose
What I be sayin' is so true
I rock the Bape fam
Call me the ape man
The starter should state that no matter the state man?
I get it naked while we getting faded I'll bet that's your ex b**h?
[Outro]
Yeah, you might just get hit with that N.I.G.O
For real for real
You might just get hit with that N.I.G.O I'm out with my people
For real for real
You might just get hit with that N.I.G.O
For real for real
You might just get hit with that, might just get hit with that hoe