Yea you know what it is
Rest in peace Mac don't trip
Gotta thank Kota for the hit
Abhi turned a hobby to legit
Now we body every bit still a boogie bitch talking that
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
So why you throwing shade on me?
Cuz I just do my thang low key
Butt naked while I'm doing tai chi
Never met a motherfucker like me yea man wassup
You don't really got no crystal ball
Shut the fuck up
I don't wanna hear that shit at all
You too stuck up
But ain't no problem
That I couldn't solve man
Always on a trip always into some shit
Gotta be that tall man
Rose gold for mis ojo's
With my Chicos like Topo say
Won't you kick it with some locals babe?
Lotta wining on this side
We don't fuck with that side
Pussy got a rabbi
Boi that shit blessed
Get the pea's for the black eye
Not a contest
Keep the vibes high
Not a parachute vest
Ima free fall, you could call it like a ref
Ay million dollar bet
Imma bet it all on the music no sweat
Engarde if you ready for the action
Lotta y'all the faux type keep yapping
I be tapped in, plumber get cracking
See my old homie say was hannenin?
See a opp, was hannenin
Oh you good man? ait holla back then
You don't really got no crystal ball
Shut the fuck up
I don't wanna hear that shit at all
You too stuck up
But ain't no problem
That I couldn't solve man
Always on a trip always into some shit
Gotta be that tall man
I won't sacrifice what's mine
I know whats right anyways
Besides it's wasted time
I don't stay in these lines anyways