Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Flum
Kevin Flum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hounds
Hounds
Producer

Lyrics

(Hello there)
(This is)
This is a 3 P
Yeah
Check
Yeah
Yeah, wake up in the morning
I got millions on my mind
I got hella sponsors
They just ask me for my side
(My sides)
Tryna cop a watch
Even though I don't got the time
They say I got the gift
I guess that's why they all surprised
Yeah
Hopin' an' whipin', I'm rolling like seven
I'ma do me bitch, I'ma die a legend
I'ma make 'em all say preach like a reverend
(Let's go)
Hope I can take a little weed to the heavens
Hope I can be me
And I got good game no GiGi
(No GiGi)
And you know I heard your CD
That shit just sounds so PG
That shit just had me sleepy
I'm talking Z-Z-Z-Z
In the bead like he-he-he
'Cause the money coming in like Fiji
Like, yeah
And I like that shit
Came with the good but I like that shit
Roll it up for me, I'll wife that chick
Think of a song and I'll type that shit
Go joint after joint
Man, I score point after point
(Skrt)
I'ma go face me a doink
That is for all of the stress
Sometimes this life is a mess
After all this shit's a test
Bet your ass I'ma pass
Bet your ass I get an A
Bet your ass I'm on a roll
Bet your ass I'm on the stage
Bet your ass I'm gonna place (Place)
Bet your ass I'm gonna place
Yeah, hold up
So get the fuck up out my face
(Get the fuck up out my face)
So why you all up in my face?
(Why you all up in my face?)
Get the fuck up out my face
(My face)
Black on black, my everything
But I'm showing up with a Betty-White
Had to post that boomerang
And a dog selfie, like very nice
Pulling up in that new, new
No more asking me who's who
Real reckon I's real man
My hundreds looking like Blues Clues
Yeah
Oh, took her for poky
She got right to posting
And starting to making all them faces
I cannot take you to places
Girl, why you so basic?
I got plenty of room up in my sex sheets
Tequila, Bacardi, her best friend
Wanna smoke, is that a question? Yo
Come and learn your ass a lesson
Like, ugh
Feeling good but I've been better
I'm just tryna to be a trend setter
I'm just tryna to be the top dog
Introduce me but I've been met her
Think I found her in a DMs
Let me hit it 'til the PMs
Kevin is such a gentleman
(Yeah)
Oh my god, can you believe him?
Got it coming like the seasons
Find me gone with the pieces
Find me gone where the weed is
Shout out my chicks with Adidas
Shout out myself with some cash (Cash)
Picking a car by the dash (Dash)
Drive it like I live fast (Live fast)
(Drive it like I live fast)
Written by: Kevin Flum
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