Damn, Yeah
Damn, my cup way 2 muddy
I jump in the crowd and they all tryna touch me
You aint on shit you aint make no money
(Yuh) I been thumbin through hunnids
I threw like 8 bands all out in public
I smoke like 8 grams now im just thumbin
If they tryna hate then I get up and run it
I put yo paycheck up in dis soda
I told ya bitch that she cant get a photo
I broke her back now im flippin some yola
Damn, all these labels wanna quota
Its like a month ago they aint even know us
Yeah damn, Im finna pour it
I grip on my stick and I blow it
Fuck it, I gotta get to that motion
But sometimes I cant focus
I got some new wok its still frozen
And I flew yo bitch to my crib you aint know it
She was like I don't even need your promotion
Roll dis blunt lets smoke it
You tryna talk shit thats bogus
Cause you was just tryna talk bout a open
Ugh, 2 much gwap cant fold it
Damn, I really got to them tokens
But im killin all my emotions
So im finna double my cup and i pour up the whole fuckin ocean
Yuh, and you aint even notice
Im touchin these racks and i cant even vote
I told ya bitch to quit callin my phone
I fly out to LA and rock out a show
Damn, my cup way 2 muddy
I jump in the crowd and they all tryna touch me
You aint on shit you aint make no money
(Yuh) I been thumbin through hunnids
I threw like 8 bands all out in public
I smoke like 8 grams now im just thumbin
If they tryna hate then I get up and run it
I put yo paycheck up in dis soda
I told ya bitch that she cant get a photo
I broke her back now im flippin some yola
Damn, all these labels wanna quota
Its like a month ago they aint even know us
Yeah damn, Im finna pour it
I grip on my stick and I blow it