[Intro] Holla at ya boy [Verse 1] My swag ugly like Lonzo Ball’s shoe But it’s all looks and n***as [?] when I fall through I’m a dog like [?] I’m looking for a spar, unite it all Watch me stuff your memoirs inside a cigar I’m getting blazed in your memory Crush these weak n***as like: ha, sheesh, give me energy My whole fleet moving with mystique, that’s that synergy Lame n***as talking like they made in the spot light looking finicky Y’all bore, I’m more American Horror Story You bore my words like paranoia to a porch warrior boy Not in my category Running that weak fade like Joe Torre I’m in the clutch where n***as worry, sh** I’m Robert Horry And this some [?] Protect your neck and get your chest split for your necklace, young and reckless [Interlude] Ayy, ayy Get that chest split for that necklace, young and reckless [Verse 2] I don’t know where I come from with all this sh** I be thinking But you not seeing me, you motherf**ers keep dreaming My heart froze solid like I’m some kind of anemic Stick my fingers down a trap like I’m some kind of bulimic Swear my fingers stay itchy, I don’t need no glove And if ain’t about the money n***a we don’t budge Still from the mud, I’m from the scummy, I don’t need no love All my family can’t stand if you don’t bleed no blood [Interlude 2] I was hitting it [?]