Glee

Ayy, my **** throwin' Z's up, if he 'round me, then he Zoe, yeah

Every day, I'm geeked up, I be ridin' with that pole, nah

I don't be on that weak stuff, man, you **** be actin' like hoes and shit

Feel like Langston Hughes, I hit the booth and spit that poetry

I be loiterin', prowlin' on your home and shit

Then I'm rollin' in, crawlin' with some goons and shit

I been up all week, tryna get me a Patek Philippe

The streets don't love me back, but I'm still in love with the streets

Military-minded, my heart is in the projects

They tried to put me in a dress, I almost killed the stylist

They tried to put me to the test, but me, I keep it solid

I'm ballin' like I'm James Harden, I bought a brand-new rocket

I don't wanna be bothered, when you see me, don't even holler

My ****, don't even much bother, when you see me, please don't holler

That girl got a skeetin' problem, that pussy like piña colada

Don't bring the beef up out you, ****, they tryna knock you off your feet

Ayy, my **** throwin' Z's up, if he 'round me, then he Zoe, yeah

Every day, I'm geeked up, I be ridin' with that pole, nah

I don't be on that weak stuff, man, you **** be actin' like hoes and shit

Feel like Langston Hughes, I hit the booth and spit that poetry

I be loiterin', prowlin' on your home and shit

Then I'm rollin' in, crawlin' with some goons and shit

I been up all week, tryna get me a Patek Philippe

The streets don't love me back, but I'm still in love with the streets

She look like she wanna freak, ain't no more meet and greet

Fully, keep a broomstick, sweep a **** up off his feet

Rocks all in my glue stick, rock a **** like acoustic

I'ma break your heart, lil' baby, don't come this way, don't listen to Cupid