[Intro: Lil Skies]
Yeah, I'm havin' my way
Oh-oh (Shh), I'm havin' my way (Pharaoh got that heat, ho)
Oh-oh, still havin' my way
Oh-oh, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Skies]
I'ma go flex on a bitch, go stunt on a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way
You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang
Lil' nigga, get the fuck out my face
I brought a Glock in the party
I shoot at the opps, they dancin' like B2K
Nigga want smoke, I'm like, "Okay"
We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day
I'ma go flex on a bitch, go stunt on a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way
You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang
Lil' nigga, get the fuck out my face
I brought a Glock in the party
I shoot at the opps, they dancin' like B2K
Nigga want smoke, I'm like, "Okay"
We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day
[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
It's more money out here to be made, oh
None of these bitches get saved
I take this drip to my grave, bro
Dash on these bitches, I'm great
She on my neck like a groupie ho
Had her before I was paid
These niggas lame, how they catch the boat?
Tryna keep up with my wave
I keep them racks on my nightstand (Yeah)
I don't put my trust in no one (No)
I had to go with the right plan (Plan)
And separate me from the fake ones (Let's go)
I'm poppin' off like a handgun (Yeah)
Cops askin' questions, we don't say none (Nah)
Designer on my fuckin' body
Shawty, why your boyfriend dressin' like a pilgrim? (Yeah)
To be honest, I don't feel him
I live what I rap, that's in real life (Yeah)
Lil' shawty got hit with the real pipe (Ayy)
Now she don't want you, we don't feel right (No)
I'm thankin' God 'cause I'm double-blessed
I'm in the sky, somewhere out of sight
True stoner, high every night
Livin' this high, you gotta pay the price
Yeah, I'm havin' my way
Oh-oh (Shh), I'm havin' my way (Pharaoh got that heat, ho)
Oh-oh, still havin' my way
Oh-oh, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Skies]
I'ma go flex on a bitch, go stunt on a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way
You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang
Lil' nigga, get the fuck out my face
I brought a Glock in the party
I shoot at the opps, they dancin' like B2K
Nigga want smoke, I'm like, "Okay"
We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day
I'ma go flex on a bitch, go stunt on a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way
You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang
Lil' nigga, get the fuck out my face
I brought a Glock in the party
I shoot at the opps, they dancin' like B2K
Nigga want smoke, I'm like, "Okay"
We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day
[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
It's more money out here to be made, oh
None of these bitches get saved
I take this drip to my grave, bro
Dash on these bitches, I'm great
She on my neck like a groupie ho
Had her before I was paid
These niggas lame, how they catch the boat?
Tryna keep up with my wave
I keep them racks on my nightstand (Yeah)
I don't put my trust in no one (No)
I had to go with the right plan (Plan)
And separate me from the fake ones (Let's go)
I'm poppin' off like a handgun (Yeah)
Cops askin' questions, we don't say none (Nah)
Designer on my fuckin' body
Shawty, why your boyfriend dressin' like a pilgrim? (Yeah)
To be honest, I don't feel him
I live what I rap, that's in real life (Yeah)
Lil' shawty got hit with the real pipe (Ayy)
Now she don't want you, we don't feel right (No)
I'm thankin' God 'cause I'm double-blessed
I'm in the sky, somewhere out of sight
True stoner, high every night
Livin' this high, you gotta pay the price
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