Nice to meet you, Kareem

Im go drip down to the floor everywhere I go like where my manners go I done served more gas then a damn citgo you can't chill here got to shop and go

My drips so essential walk inside the booth then I kill the instrumental

Yeah, she a bad bitch, but she got no credentials

But lil' kids wanna be like Lil' Chip when they grow up

Ain't no kitten grow up

In the cup, I got it sewn up

Don't run her up if I show up

You a bomb, then I done blown her up

Bullish market with my twin chipper

Going out

Get that money

So that **** keep the blick up

I'm strolling out

Like, wait, what's the hold up

Go and get a bankroll the kind that doesn't fold up

Ain't close attention to my drip

You be style stealing

My white boy, he be geeking off them drugs

Like he Mac Miller

Popping Perks on that plane

Just like Juice WRLD

ACG's Timberland

I'm in Brutal World

Ain't, ain't worried about them bitches

I'm with you, girl

No, they can't link

Can't get with us

I'm in that coupe, it's worse