MOCHA FRAPP.

Yeahhh Yeahhh

This the one right here

Yessirrrrrrrrrr

This Cones and Caffeine shit

This my retirement to boom bap

You never take a handout

Nah

You never dime ya mans out

And even when shit plans out

You gotta thank the man, damn

And **** I'm the man now

So Houston please stand down

Yo we sticking to the plan, damn

And I am the solution

Look

Penicillin, healing these ****

No limitation, my pen killing these ****

I never planned on befriending you ****

I'm tryna tap into yo energy ****

I'm tryna give y'all what's in me

In hopes that y'all fuck with a ****

Spit it vivid, let you see these pictures

Peep the mixture

We on that loud, yo shit quiet like a whisper

A masterpiece with a mic and beat

It's quite simple

I'm knocking verses out, my fingers is licensed

I'm bruising up these beats, you'd thinking we was fighting

I'm from the Ten but I don't fuck with the Titans

I got these jordan 10s and slam magazine while I'm writing

I'll let you see what pimping pens do

And early mornings going in till

I hit the j, highed up. Probably too chill

Slow as shit, I couldn't sit still

Plotting thinking how I stack more bread than our own fucking till

Malibu since the days in the Teal

Corner three, money shot. No I wasn't in the field

But I'm the track it's like a field day

Run laps around **** and people still say

Real ****, never stop

You can make some real cake

And I take the advice

Big homie Ceebo say I'm the future

My shit looking so bright

Y'all can't fuck with me, I ain't saying it twice

See I was motivated by having one life

And always doing shit right

So I, put myself in positions to stay winning

Flyness so consistent, these bitches they stay grinning

Nîgga i stays killing it

Muhhfuckin crime

Fuck one time, I take what's mine

****!

Yeahhhh

Cones & Caffeine

Fuck with me…