**** be out here playin' both sides, man

Like they Travis Hunter, you feel me? (Yo, you not ready for Sept3mber)

****, you gotta pick a fuckin' side, man (K6, this beat hard)

Can't go both ways with this shit, ****, you either in or you out

Yeah

My arm in a turkey bag, shake on my elbow

I used to re-up in a dispensary on Melrose

Like ship out a box and exotic is enclosed

I'm ballin' and rappin', I'm feelin' like Gelo

I'm smashin' this bitch with her face in the pillow

I don't want no lighter scents, I want the indo

The plug used to throw that pack right through my window

I just hit the terps, so right now I'm mellow

A hundred K spent on ten outfits

I'ma move in silence, ain't on clout shit

**** ain't got no 'za, they be poundless

I'ma load up that AR and down shit

Got plays out in Oakland, my flower gon' choke 'em

I'm runnin' shit mild while I'm lookin' at Rogan

**** say that he shop with me, I do not know him

Don't come with that bullshit 'cause I am not goin'

It's fuck all them **** 'cause they is not us

Had to turn that ho down, I can't give into lust

Had to test all my friends, I can't give out no trust

Had some partners switch up, so I had to adjust

My 'za spot, it gutter, my mansion is plush

**** actin' too girly, you know that they sus'

****, winnin' a must, ****, splurgin' a must

Yeah, the AP a must, yeah, that 'Rari a must

They be playin' both sides like they Travis Hunter

Know the China man, he bring me loads of Bubba

**** actin' like hoes, man, they make me wonder

Yeah, I'm havin' exotic, you ain't gotta wonder

Got me feelin' like Shai 'cause I ride with the thunder

I swoop in like predator and put **** under

When you ride with that pack, boy, you can't have no blunders

I never did Breakfast Club or did No Jumper

I never did Vlad, I never did Joe Budden

Just keep me a Glock 43 and I'll blow somethin'

Bitch, I'm indie, so no, I don't owe nothin'

Don't need your advice 'cause you do not know nothin'

I got a freak at the crib and she toe-touchin'

Munyun from streamin' and plus I got dope money

All-white G-Wagen, same color as snow bunny

Go shoppin', then go eat lunch at the rotunda

My arm in a turkey bag, shake on my elbow

I used to re-up in a dispensary on Melrose

Like ship out a box and exotic is enclosed

I'm ballin' and rappin', I'm feelin' like Gelo

I'm smashin' this bitch with her face in the pillow

I don't want no lighter scents, I want the indo

The plug used to throw that pack right through my window

I just hit the terps, so right now I'm mellow

A hundred K spent on ten outfits

I'ma move in silence, ain't on clout shit

**** ain't got no 'za, they be poundless

I'ma load up that AR and down shit

Got plays out in Oakland, my flower gon' choke 'em

I'm runnin' shit mild while I'm lookin' at Rogan

**** say that he shop with me, I do not know him

Don't come with that bullshit 'cause I am not goin'