(wait, i'm saying detroitdiary.com)

(u just so, i don't know

and that i don't know i think is why i just be so like, you feel me?)

Aye

I be high and be fly with my brother nem

Chillin on ps2 u know how it go

Déjà vu I met u in another life

Or I prolly seen u in another hoe

Ain't gon chase u my shoes ain't for runnin no

In here swaggin I'm coolin wit Switch n nem

I was twisted and trippin on liquor I grabbed me a beer and I ain't even finish it

And last week that shit feel like a past life

In the crib cause I ain't have the bag right

One hoe trippin I get it she mad right

U ain't think bout that shit did me bad

I'm all in the function this hoe throwing ass

Spark up a wood you can roll out my bag

After the function come hop in this Jag

This bitch super tinted can't see through the glass

Westside got bucks inna stash alright

Me and gang got blunts inna whip too high

And my old bitch said I'm a whole new guy

She always got a whole new lie

Step back get to shootin like Nash alright

Bad bitch come thru and she ride like bike

Can't trust when I fuck gotta clutch my pipe

Lil hoes be snakes sometimes might bite

I be high and be fly with my brother nem

Chillin on ps2 u know how it go

Déjà vu I met u in another life

Or I prolly seen u in another hoe

Ain't gon chase u my shoes ain't for runnin no

In here swaggin I'm coolin wit Switch n nem

I was twisted and trippin on liquor I grabbed me a beer and I ain't even finish it