Keep that shit low-key, Tay

Oh my goodness

Oh my goodness, man

Hey, talk to him, boy

Yeah, fresh out the pen, beat the Oz while pushing these foreign cars, while fucking these foreign broads

Rockin' ice TO, I'm a star, what would I need

If I ever said it, then I lived it. The realest

Don't you **** ever fucking forget

Staring at life, do Gucci frames. The lord knows I'm the realest

Don't you **** ever fucking forgotten

Staring at life, do Gucci frames, Lord knows I'm the realest

Lord knows I'm the realest

Staring at life, do Gucci frames, Lord knows I'm the realest

Don't you **** ever fucking forget

Staring at life, do Gucci frames

Lord knows I'm the realest

Lord knows I'm the realest

**** asking where I'm at, I'm at your bitch house

She's swallowing my nut, your kid watching Mickey Mouse

Bitch went glizzy, make him walk it out

I'm catching paper cuts, countin' hundreds, fifty-nine

Put some money on your head, get you knocked down

This is chestnut checkers, a few steps ahead of you

Flippin' soft, selling packs, I could go federal

****, I pop real perks, you pop fentanyl

If you really gangsta, put your hands up, then blow her down real stepper

You was balling, now your light's out

And it's Tessa Mariposa, fuck boy, touch your crown

Throwing money at the club, you dirty **** on the block

Heard you **** pedophiles, pimpin' kids, you **** wild

Crap doing ****, telling that's how them nerds rock

Tonight drop top, being quail keep when I'm top

In the deep east, and I'm blowing pressure on that flock

Flock

Ooh, ooh, yeah

I'm blowing flock

I'm blowing flock

Keep that shit low key, too