[Intro]
[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Flip phone ringing, I know who it is
Baby momma buzzing me but I ain't got no kids
Thank lord it's another day for a n***a
Told my team it's some other ways for us n***a
Now we making hella cream, ain't no extra splitting
Since she see me up on Ma** Appeal and started giggling
Girl you ain't seen nothing just watch how I get it
Called Fat on FaceTime, b**h started tripping
Blowing Ls with Lord Narf windows up the car in park
Got the shell, I ain't worried bout the smell now
f** 12, we got money for that bail now
I ain't even gotta worry bout the mail now
Tryna make you understand I'm 'bout to cop the island
Take you on a natural high, just like a pilot
When I shop you know I gotta cop for two
Girl I had to let you know I got a crush on you
[Hook: Ethereal]
I know you seen me on the internet (True)
I know you seen us out here k**in' it (True)
But you still don't pay me no attention
Listenin' to what your girl friends mention
He's a s*ut, he's a ho, he's a freak
He's got a different girl every day of the week
Yeah slick, but see I'm not the normal dude
Just had to let you know that I got a crush on you
[Verse 2: Lord Narf]
Well it's a motherf**ing bomb
Up over the squad, who'd have even thought
That all those late nights and 40 ounces now we pop Ciroc
You think that we didn't move our feet and stump a n***a out with some Forces
Spotted with Awful, you know that we awful, we run through your city with torches
Now go ahead and hush that big black deep, wide a** black hole
Up in your face and put some dough up in my bank
I'm tryna ride around in Gotham, put some glo up in the place
And I'm knowing they rocking they [?], same n***as that's [?], they hoes know my name
The same hoes that be online and swear they Mary Jane
Be the same hoes that hit my blunt and hit the fade away
Be the same hoes that say they down but they can barely handle
n***a turn your a** around and sit down, not making me smile
You pitting a frown on my face
Now won't you, won't you watch me pull up in the Kawasaki
Ain't tryna flex like I'm rich, promise you this, no fake Versace
You won't even know where I go so you can't even stop me
Worst come to worst, I'm probably chilling with your papi
[Hook: Ethereal]
[Verse 3: Father]
You know what, hey, b**h I'm tired
Tired of tellin' the truth and you always think that I'm lyin'
Runnin' after you tryin' to not to cum until after you
Thought I captured you now I can't tell who captured who
Love me when I give you candy, percocets, yellow xannies
Purple Armanis please tell me b**h, why you actin' funny
Stay stuntin' and blunted baby girl, you stay runnin', runnin'
Don't be scared to spend that money, throw a couple hundreds
I got something I must confess, n***as been so possessed
Rolexes and percocet prescriptions, you know them my addictions
Lookin' for b**hes that talk less, shut the f** up and listen
Young rich n***a, aye, that's my description
I can't really tell you if this love or lust
I just shrug, aye, and keep on f**in', bustin' nuts
Say some funny sh** just to make a b**h blush
If worst comes to worst, keep this on the hush
[Hook: Ethereal]