[Intro]
Gang, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Look (Splurcetti)
[Verse 1]
Be yourself, cut the act, you ain't sipping Act'
Got her screaming for Jehovah, bringing Christian back in style
She top me down, I'm blowing up, I'm bringing physics back
Think I blew like sixty racks on Mary Jane and cigarettes and badder hoes with bigger necks, and hoes who want they niggas back
I'm better than you niggas, bet you ain't envision that
I had a conversation with yo OG and she miss and match
Gang, gang
[Verse 2]
You ever had 'em in your hands and then you lose 'em cause you insecure?
She don't got no nigga? Sure
All these bitches lying but I tend to love 'em premature
I'm just being honest, I don't got time for you to be immature
Foenem say you sinister but what's making that nigga sure?
He coming from a place of hurt, damn
You should measure all your risks before you gamble all your stakes, nigga
We was banging noodles, now my shorty tired of steak
College bitch expensive, might as well be out of state
Niggas know I'm gifted, bitch I came from outer space, aye, aye
I never had a pretty bitch, she bad as fuck or pretty average
Never been the one to squabble, always one for seeking baggage
Dopamine from catching flights since I'm the rapper always traveling
I get rich off writing captions off of tragedies that happened
Love ain't got a science, can't be scared for what's gon' happen
Use the weed for crying, I'm too manly for a napkin
Can't be scared for what's gon' happen
I ain't scared to start relapsing, bitch, gang, aye
Gang, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Look (Splurcetti)
[Verse 1]
Be yourself, cut the act, you ain't sipping Act'
Got her screaming for Jehovah, bringing Christian back in style
She top me down, I'm blowing up, I'm bringing physics back
Think I blew like sixty racks on Mary Jane and cigarettes and badder hoes with bigger necks, and hoes who want they niggas back
I'm better than you niggas, bet you ain't envision that
I had a conversation with yo OG and she miss and match
Gang, gang
[Verse 2]
You ever had 'em in your hands and then you lose 'em cause you insecure?
She don't got no nigga? Sure
All these bitches lying but I tend to love 'em premature
I'm just being honest, I don't got time for you to be immature
Foenem say you sinister but what's making that nigga sure?
He coming from a place of hurt, damn
You should measure all your risks before you gamble all your stakes, nigga
We was banging noodles, now my shorty tired of steak
College bitch expensive, might as well be out of state
Niggas know I'm gifted, bitch I came from outer space, aye, aye
I never had a pretty bitch, she bad as fuck or pretty average
Never been the one to squabble, always one for seeking baggage
Dopamine from catching flights since I'm the rapper always traveling
I get rich off writing captions off of tragedies that happened
Love ain't got a science, can't be scared for what's gon' happen
Use the weed for crying, I'm too manly for a napkin
Can't be scared for what's gon' happen
I ain't scared to start relapsing, bitch, gang, aye
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