Endless Summer Freestyle (feat. YG)

Ha Haha. If you– If you ask, then you shall receive If you assist, then I'll oblige. Yeah They know my history, so they bring up the past When I step inside the booth they expect me to spaz I just hop inside the 'Rari, I'm drivin' it fast I love to roll up some gelato and listen to jazz Tell me who is if I'm not the coldest I'm steppin' on their necks in my Prada loafers To dominate the game, bruh, you gotta focus I'm out in Dubai on Versace sofas Immerse south of Paris, puttin' work in YSL corporate at my show, fuck a Birkin Stillhouse, pourin' heavy, sippin' my own Bourbon G-Eazy, Gerald, Fight Club: Tyler Durden (yeah, ayy) I'm always playin' both sides Model money, rap money, bags double sized (yeah) Recognize, yeah, it's all mine Believe I'ma profit off this jawline (ha) Buyin' jewelry is gettin' old My jeweler said 80k it's gettin' sold (yeah) Them diamonds hittin' boy, you gettin' bold Ten shots to necklace, we gettin' throwed Yeah, every album automatic platinum How many rappers doin that? I'm actually askin' These Things Happen, When It's Dark Out, Beautiful is platinum Three in a row, I'm really out here back-to-back-to-backin' (yeah) Mixin' Prada with Balenciaga, 'Member when I didn't have a dollar to my name Now these girls chasin' clout, would swallow for the fame And now my bank balance and my followers the same, M's Kept my circle tight, I'm with the same friends Zero to sixty, three seconds, not the same Benz I live different, my whip different, my chick different Only popping up with goddesses, I date tens (yeah) I step on stage and a star is born Ten years ago nobody knew that I'd be far gone In London, drippin' head to toe in Comme De Garçon Garage is runnin' out of space to put these cars on (ooh) Silk Chanel scarf on Play me a beat, I feel I need somethin' to barf on (yeah) Champion mentality like Steph Curry, I'ma sip and I'ma smoke 'til this cigar gone I got a lot on my platter, this shit so scattered Bitches gettin' fucked, black lives matter Fuck the chitter chatter, I put my dick behind what I say Every check I get, it's a real nigga holiday Politically incorrect, why? 'Cause I put it on bloods, always rep the set I'm feeling the same way Pac felt before he left You ain't got the cash nigga? Pay me in respect I don't get my credit, I don't get recognition If you ain't from the other side of Pico I keep my distance They always bitchin', my homies always trippin' Promoters don't wanna book me, takin' away from my daughter's riches Ayy, but Harmony ain't 'gon like that Life's a fight, live right yeah, fight back But wait, my hands up don't shoot Moment of silence for all the racist shit we goin' through Yeah, goin' through, goin' through Kap took a knee, they act like he let his gun shoot Yeah, why's he speak the truth, but he be fuckin' up his cash You niggas sound like house niggas, I'm in the field, green grass The white boys say my flow's rad Just tryna get it like I never had I'm just tryna fuck a bitch that's bad And have the homies in all gold like Trinidad 4Hunnid poppin', 4Hunnid poppin' They gotta fuck with us, they ain't got a option If they don't fuck with us, they obstant If she ain't got a Chanel bag, she ain't a option G-Eazy, you a real nigga From The Oak town, boy I know you feel niggas All these blacks gettin' killed my nigga Please tell me how these white folks feel my nigga Cops killin' black kids and get off scot free What's the difference, what would happen if a cop shot me? White privilege is real, black lives matter I hope the barbecues at Lake Merritt get blacker Town shit Racial inequality, police brutality This shit is all real, please pay attention to reality