Yh Yh Yh uh uh
I guess I was baby boy
Now I'm baby boy
Niggas got they hands out
But you can keep them favours
When people label you the GOAT you don't need the majors
My lyrics Pop stars captions I ain't even famous
Brodi really can't drive whips but he clean amazing
The only way they find prints is if they read the papers
Suicide if niggas play with my bros in this jungle
I got 13 reasons why the abode isn't humble
All my niggas laying smack down she Wonder why I'm stone cold
My Folks had the plants growing for the capital
So I knew about homegrown before I was on homegrown
Flew your drip from overseas, the makers Chinese
Counterfeits still I promise you'll look fly in these
There ain't many like my dargs we a Dying breed
Check the attire, got em pressured fuck the diamond piece
I'm White tee stepping
Try me
When I speak
It's high key presence
You Might need checking
Me and money Montana Triple M settings
Promise Shorty fessing iont need the IG impressions
Nothing comfy
Took the wrong turn because of undies
Them school trip views really sent my niggas country
Known for my maturity,
But lyrically don't war w me
I really prove to niggas Only heaven is above me
Baby girl shit is really that hot in the south
I could show u stranger things that go on in my town
Ca All my niggas selling Millie and Bobbie and brown
You follow me now?
The Bon fire to your waves give your guy forks
It's grand National if I get on my high horse
I Got my flights cleared
It's Been a light year
But I still turn ur star boy onto a white dwarf
Take my name out ur mouth n go finish ur food
We ain't playing my accounts make the business boom
I been sober three weeks, she fucking with P?
I'm tryna slay it on the couch and go pick up a Q
How the fuck I'm making moves without making a move
How the fuck ur bae warn chose with these stains on my shoes
It's new PR, shit clear, forreal nigga
I guess If I wasn't Me I would hate on me too