[Verse 1]
This that 2010 nostalgic type sh**
You should listen and acknowledge my mix
I've be balling out in college you b**h
I ain't no dropout but I probably wish
I was, I love d** more than enough
I wanna leave Milwaukee just cause
I've been fiending to trap wit my plug
Out in the su-burbs
I got hella wax and some herb
Pipe up my girl like a plumber
Money counting now my thumb hurts
I'm burning gas like a hummer
That's so fast like I'm jet
I'm fly like Jango yea or Boba Fett
High in the sky I might never come back
I feel like the soldiers trapped in Iraq
I like to whip where the wrist work
Fat a** on my dick my chick twerk
f**ing so much now my dick hurt
b**hes wit me always want pictures
No Snapchat camera girl tell me your story
I stole the rebound like I'm Stephen curry
Bro we can chill but I'm in a hurry
Kick it wit my b**h cause we never no worries
We got no worries like Lil Wayne
Get high off the gas like Novocaine
I thought Obama was bringing change
Its 2016 still Ferda Gang
[Interlude]
f** up commas I pull out a llama
I come to your house and I'm k**ing yo mama
You know how that sh** go (whoa whoa)
Pop in the clip watch it flow
[Verse 1]