[Verse 1: EDDISON]
Ayy, can't come when I'm leavin'
I just had to pop another seal for the evenin'
Big guns, big gust of wind when I'm smokin'
Big cups of lean, like the size of the ocean
I don't got no opps because I killed all my opponents
I don't got no problems, all this drank killed my emotions
Bitch, I own it, everythin' I motherfuckin' got, bitch, I own it
Everything I motherfuckin' bought, I don't owe shit
I walk up in the spot, catch a hit, bitch, that's a bonus
Y'all niggas ain't gon' catch me with the motherfuckin'— huh, brr
Can't talk about it, but this shit sound like a rattle
Okay, if this was a war, bitch, I'd win every battle
Okay, bitch ride the dick like a saddle
Gangsta, this Perc' gavе me wings like a Redbull
And wе still be outside, pushin' eggroll, lil' bitch
All my niggas is the reason there's no ammo, lil' bitch
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
Doin' all these shows, my shins feel like Jell-O, lil' bitch
When I see your ass, I don't even say hello, lil' bitch
Smokin' zaza, these niggas rollin' yellow ass shit
You get knocked off, we doin' shows, gettin' shit in
Smokin'— bop, bop, bop, brr, buh
When I hop up on the mic, these niggas don't know what to do
Makin' songs in the hotel room with my crew
We just crossed over the border, they were askin' what we do
And the blunt so fat that it look like poo
And the blunt so fat it look like a can of beans
And the girl so bad, like she on a magazine
PS4 in the van, no PS3
And we fuckin' up the commas like DS2
Way back in the day I played DS Lite
Poured too much lean, yeah, I need more Sprite
You ain't on my level, you can't reach my height
Ayy, can't come when I'm leavin'
I just had to pop another seal for the evenin'
Big guns, big gust of wind when I'm smokin'
Big cups of lean, like the size of the ocean
I don't got no opps because I killed all my opponents
I don't got no problems, all this drank killed my emotions
Bitch, I own it, everythin' I motherfuckin' got, bitch, I own it
Everything I motherfuckin' bought, I don't owe shit
I walk up in the spot, catch a hit, bitch, that's a bonus
Y'all niggas ain't gon' catch me with the motherfuckin'— huh, brr
Can't talk about it, but this shit sound like a rattle
Okay, if this was a war, bitch, I'd win every battle
Okay, bitch ride the dick like a saddle
Gangsta, this Perc' gavе me wings like a Redbull
And wе still be outside, pushin' eggroll, lil' bitch
All my niggas is the reason there's no ammo, lil' bitch
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
Doin' all these shows, my shins feel like Jell-O, lil' bitch
When I see your ass, I don't even say hello, lil' bitch
Smokin' zaza, these niggas rollin' yellow ass shit
You get knocked off, we doin' shows, gettin' shit in
Smokin'— bop, bop, bop, brr, buh
When I hop up on the mic, these niggas don't know what to do
Makin' songs in the hotel room with my crew
We just crossed over the border, they were askin' what we do
And the blunt so fat that it look like poo
And the blunt so fat it look like a can of beans
And the girl so bad, like she on a magazine
PS4 in the van, no PS3
And we fuckin' up the commas like DS2
Way back in the day I played DS Lite
Poured too much lean, yeah, I need more Sprite
You ain't on my level, you can't reach my height
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