[Chorus]
No hablo espanol
But you know that my drink do
Whole lotta tugs in the spot
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta drug misuse
When it gets late I reminisce
I can't say that I don't miss you
But I gotta get back to the cash flow
You know I can't get whipped like pistol (Look)
[Verse]
Is it 5?
Is it Fendi?
5EB
Or knkrt hippy?
Back then buck bro at the chippy
Same place that he would go buck his nitties
Hey, I’m sippin on red, I ain't sippin’ on whisky
Got bad ones all on my dick now
Back in secondary they was all dissin’ (Huh)
Nah I can't lie that's cap
In my secondary's yearbook they said who's the next 5 but it ain't like that
Cah I'm one in a trillion and you just an average Joe or Jack
Type of guy I would hit for a zip, then send twin thеre you with finna get jacked
Thеy tryna book man all over the globe, back then I would do free bookings
Twins still in the T cooking
Back then it weren't just tunes, I was pushing
These washed up yutes try push an agenda
Cah they ain't seen all the work we put in
Like, need a doc real soon for the fuckboys looking
Them man there, they ain't even got no motion
Ain't even tryna go make them a way
Me and Lkizz need matching whips
Matching cartiers on the frames
I'm a grown ass man, not a PS2
So shawty she know that she can't play games
Like, she know imma dip out, like “Have a good day”
Got a couple of issues, they fucking my mental
I been wanting to tell tell you
But I know people can judgemental
So I just get to the readies
Regular day imma stick to the schedule
Like, got me laying my pain over this instrumental
She calling me daddy but I ain't parental
Like I ain't ya pops bae
I ain't got no pops bae
I got knots on knots
And there ain't no opps in this spot bae
Like Lil Uzi, I know you just wanna rock bae
Like, pussy, money and weed what I need like Rocky
No hablo espanol
But you know that my drink do
Whole lotta tugs in the spot
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta drug misuse
When it gets late I reminisce
I can't say that I don't miss you
But I gotta get back to the cash flow
You know I can't get whipped like pistol (Look)
[Verse]
Is it 5?
Is it Fendi?
5EB
Or knkrt hippy?
Back then buck bro at the chippy
Same place that he would go buck his nitties
Hey, I’m sippin on red, I ain't sippin’ on whisky
Got bad ones all on my dick now
Back in secondary they was all dissin’ (Huh)
Nah I can't lie that's cap
In my secondary's yearbook they said who's the next 5 but it ain't like that
Cah I'm one in a trillion and you just an average Joe or Jack
Type of guy I would hit for a zip, then send twin thеre you with finna get jacked
Thеy tryna book man all over the globe, back then I would do free bookings
Twins still in the T cooking
Back then it weren't just tunes, I was pushing
These washed up yutes try push an agenda
Cah they ain't seen all the work we put in
Like, need a doc real soon for the fuckboys looking
Them man there, they ain't even got no motion
Ain't even tryna go make them a way
Me and Lkizz need matching whips
Matching cartiers on the frames
I'm a grown ass man, not a PS2
So shawty she know that she can't play games
Like, she know imma dip out, like “Have a good day”
Got a couple of issues, they fucking my mental
I been wanting to tell tell you
But I know people can judgemental
So I just get to the readies
Regular day imma stick to the schedule
Like, got me laying my pain over this instrumental
She calling me daddy but I ain't parental
Like I ain't ya pops bae
I ain't got no pops bae
I got knots on knots
And there ain't no opps in this spot bae
Like Lil Uzi, I know you just wanna rock bae
Like, pussy, money and weed what I need like Rocky
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