Collegrove

Yup

Look, bitch, I'm the shit

I'm a real walkin' lick, spent a brick on my fit

I show up in this bitch, sick as throw up in this bitch

Lookin' like I wore a fuckin' jewelry store up in this bitch

Wait, Squad Up, that's my fuckin' skate team, ****

You don't want that real smoke, you vapin', ****

To be safe, none of my guns on safety, ****

Who the fuck I look like, Ed Reid?, ****

Coupe on ultraviolet, Tunechi on narcotics, so my pupils always hidin'

Are those Bugle Boys you're wearin'? Are you stupid? These designer

Sippin' soup out of the styro, drippin' too hard for Poseidon

An' my semi-automatic, and my drip on autopilot

And my jewelry on sarcastic, my money on plastic

When it come to dead presidents, I'm a bastard

And all my bitches plastic, and all my hoes erotic, and my dick on automatic, and my drip on autopilot

Drippin' so hard might go on a water diet

Diamonds on her tongue, 'cause she geekin' off the Molly

Don't bring me no ones, I blow funds on her body

Blow funds on her body, bitch, my drip on autopilot

So you know another guest just walked into Nicki Minaj TV

And I just asked him what was that fragrance that he had on

And he had to get real cocky and pop his collar

So let, let them do it on, on, on TV

Toniii

You prolly seen me with a double-cup glued to my hand

Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band

I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance

Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan, yeah

Prolly seen me with a double-cup in my hand

Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band

I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance

Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan

Got the city on my back, I might need shoulder pads (Aye)

Tried to DM me, now seein' my shoes in photographs

Difference between my watch and yours is the chronograph

Quarter-half, whole thangs, I put diamonds on toe rings

Say she love my protein

Money pull my pants down, I'ma need a drawstring

Ask me, did I have anthing to eat, I told her, "Cocaine"

Big flames out the muzzle, custom muzzle, often puzzled off the fact that I was humble

They say, "Life a bitch," I'ma smut her, need a couple rubbers

Had a girl named Nina, all we used to do was smoke and cuddle

You already know, I need a couple million on the double

Anybody seen my ceilin'? (Well)

My **** got locked up and started sellin' dope in prison

Yeah, the truth my religion (Southside)

Yeah, the truth my religion, turn up

You prolly seen me with a double-cup glued to my hand

Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band

I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance

Take this G6, you might wake up in Japan, yeah