I got drugs in my body
My girl, she a hottie
Ten degrees, getting faded offa hot totties
Me and my brothers getting Rich like Roddy
In Atlanta and I'm white like Roddy
I be riding shotty with my shorty from NY
She grew up on the train so I taught her how to drive
Yes, I like girls but I'm all about my guys
Climate change real, heard we all about to die
Fuck it then, let's T-up while we can
I've been locked in, I try and free up when I can
Young'uns in the city tryna be us, I'm the man
We been rolling 'round, come and see us while you can
'Cause soo enough
I'ma have to walk around with fellas that be suited up
Know she used to curve me, now she tryna come be cool with us
Y'all got insecurities, it ain't got shit to do with us
Don't care how they view us 'long as they just keep on viewing us
Married to the street, you know I'm too in touch
Driven by the fear that I don't do enough
We been moving 'round and now we moving up
Everybody got opinions but I'm seeing through the bluffs
Listen, I got intuition
I'm a genius in the kitchen, this addict make me efficient
Fell in love with magic, she definitely got a commission
Way too many women, I definitely got an addiction
It's a fact
Don't know how I'm gonna shake it
Feelin' like I'm goin' crazy
I know I'm goin' crazy
Might just give the chief of police the wrong baby
I kiss her on the mouth like she my son and I'm Tom Brady
Used to diss me, now she wanna date me
I call that a 180, I know it's frustrating
I don't need no more women, I got enough ladies
But ooh, she kinda bad, how 'bout just one maybe?
Some love me, some hate me
Bitches, my cum tasty
We all got big dreams, some got the smarts but they dumb lazy
Seven side-chicks but just one baby
She keep on yapping and she gon' unchain me
I'm servin' up Dick like I'm Cheney
Bitch, can you blame me?
I went from Old Navy to having these clothing brands pay me
Fellas like to talk a lot, wondering if I'm soft or not
When you do an awful lot, you don't feel the need
Well, I guess that y'all forgot I'm the illest with the pen
This right here the off-the-top, I'm fucked off a beat
Bitch, I leave the studio and then I hit the waffle spot
Smoking out the parking lot and then we like to eat
You should know I'm off the rock, bitch, you know I'm insane
We done have plenty fun, now tell me what your friend's name
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