Tables Laker (Ft. Joeyy)

[Verse: Laker]
And I'm walking with my pole uh
All I see is dead folks uh
And we ridin' with our choppas out
All I think about the two of us
Popping 30s on the tour bus
30mgs yeah I'm starstruck
Missed calls don't give a fuck
I got a AK in my Ford truck
Yeah my choppas we gon shoot em up uh
Fuck all the opps leave them starstruck huh
Yeah I think my head is fucked up
Yeah I think my head is fucked up

[Verse: Joeyy]
Yeah I think your head is fucked up
You count me out then I count up
I growed up got my bucks up uh
I'm boujee and I'm stuck up uh
I flex like a pro, It's a lord in the ring
Clouds on my head so I'm pouring up rain
I remember I used to flex my pain
I still have doubts till I go insane
But I still wake up and I wear these clothes
Double my cup muddy up the Faygo
I pray to God, hope I turn these tables
I pray to God, I hope I turn these tables
Lie in bed awake don't know where the day goes
Pop all these tags but I love the labels
I pray to God, hope I turn these tables
I pray to God, I hope I turn these tables