Hoppin' out the whip like a bunny rabbit. Extendo with the clip, got them funny habits

So watch your lips while we stuck in traffic Or imagine I'm crashing out with the blicky

I'm a rack and tap it Let's head back to the porch

Let's get it crackin' Say no more

Riding with them chickens that don't blow none I'm really with them **** that'll go dumb

Run up in your kitchen, hang your phone up Stripping down the system, what's the hold up

He really yanked that shit right out the jeweler box he flipped it, now his wrist, has got a newer watch

Invested in that crypto, got a newer spot Heading back from Atlanta at the fueling spot

Have a few stops left and we on our way I do a few things for a payday

Well, I thought that you said that you would retire

You would quit while you were ahead of the game

You do understand that there is no going back now

Made a half a ticket on this music shit I don't have to prove it cause I'm really out here doing it

You say you're out here doing it What's that really mean in terms of the music biz

It means I'm blowing up in the spotlight I'm chilling at the top and it's alright, uh

Get it how you get it, I ain't mad at you prolly hit it in the morning, call a cab after

Get, get, get, get back at it I'm running routes like a savage

Have you capsized in my wake, taking no captives, so call the captain

But imagine some tragic shit happens When I'm wishin' havoc on all you bastards acting

Now let me ask you

Uh-uh

Splitting your shit like I'm dividing fractions Dot them, hit or miss I'll still be driving at em

Well, that was very rude

Spaghetti mafia, not the ones you wanna play with

You'll never see us coming, have you running, better play dead

Well, I must say, you've really outdone yourself this time, pal