Yeah I'm looking for my phone I'm looking for my home Yeah Just looking for my own I'm looking for my own I'm looking for my own I'm looking for my friends I'm looking to be found No, I don't want no old No, I don't want no old b**h I just want that new sh** Dog Tell me your problem I can fix it All of these b**hes, they don't want nothing They just want money, they want my money Yeah Only silver chains on in the house (huh) And when I get out (yeah) I swear I'll be something I swear I'll be the goat I'm about to be the mouth I like you with gla**es [???] I knock you around That sh**'s panorama Right fist, panorama Yeah I don't want nothing I don't want a copy (yeah) I'm rolling that blunt, I know that I love it Yeah, uh, uh I don't want smoke on no reefer I am not sleeping with keepers I am just sleeping with her Yeah When you on magic, it's magic I don't know nothing like magic Yeah I am just looking like Jordan Yeah Pull up and shock her like Jordan Yeah Making that jump like I'm Jordan Yeah, yeah, uh [?] I just might, might be the goat I just might be the new goat You can not tell what i know I come from the cold I come from the snow And the new kid motherf**in' [rolling] with the chain Yeah Open in the house with the chains Yeah Only f**ing silver on my chains Yeah I don't got goldie like nothing I don't got goldie like Travis Put on my chains, like b**h i'm so magic (yeah) We don't want nothing but reefer (yeah) We don't want nothing but reefer (Ooh) I just want drink for the new kid I just want drink on some new sh** I just want drink with my new kids (yeah) I got some new kicks [You know they all Jordans] (yeah) [You know they go easy] [Got the clips on...?] (Ooh) But I come from the back And I come from the back