I told the crowd they they don't need to save us

I don't see debaters

Feelin toxic like I'm tate I do not need the betas

I been eating "saviors"

The 2015 lakers

I need that love like yall is will smith gettin beat by Jayda

I know that ain't how it is

I just need a little bit to make the rhythm really hit

Feel the liquor hit my liver man my **** really lit

Dawg I'm spillin spinnin spliffin Ls before I gotta spit

Told you mother fuckers when I started

I'm starving

Movie of ya life and I am staring, no pausing

Ain't no chips in hand I'm goin all in (all blue!)

Came from outer space l guess foreign (that's true!)

Dipped in stars and

Drip like a faucete

I ain't lookin at ya eyes cuz baby boy ass is bout as thick as my wallet is

Astonishing

I see you got a man but don't acknowledge him

I'm high up on the low low

I know that they could pay but do the features all pro bono

Every body tell me that I'm doing better going solo

You sound like a bozo

Me and bros been spittin heat inhuman like Komodo's

Robbin the top from the-

Robbing the top from the bottom them pockets got pockets I wonder how deep do they go?

Wallets on wallets is how much it cost to keep up with me might as well leave it alone

Even my goofy shit pop off at venues they chanting some "domino we need DaPhone"

Wish you could be at the shows

But you bein green on the low

I'm gon make it easy, you won't even see me

I'll just come to pick up the gold

Bought you a t shirt from Coles

That's where yo picture gon go

Should prolly get outta here Jack, ain't no coming back when I sit on the throne

I'm I'm fienin more

My feet on the floor

Their ear to the door

repeat it no more

Money money moneys all I got just bought a watch today

I'm just fuckin witcha Issa gift but it sound hard to say

Shoutout to my mama, jt, Jackie, and the special K

Ain't nobody know me like they know me so I keep em safe

I'm on the top of the

Apartment, I just did a show and they all wanna meet but I'm stressing bout park us

I'm still on the grind it's not always the high life but I can see that it is startin up

I dream of the bands, I dream of my mans. Might take us to eat out at anywhere, anything. Hennything thinks I should pick us out some wedding rings, anyway

They always geek at the shows

I always freak on the flows

Heard that the freezer got one **** heating, that same **** sweeping the floor

You froze and you need get home

I know you ain't meant for the cold

But neither am I, I don't give a shit. dreaming of money and fiending for more

Robbing the top from the bottom them pockets got pockets I wonder how deep do they go?

Wallets on wallets is how much it cost to keep up with me might as well leave it alone

Even my goofy shit pop off at venues they chanting some "domino we need DaPhone"

Wish you could be at the shows

But you bein green on the low

I'm gon make it easy, you won't even see me

I'll just come to pick up the gold

Bought you a t shirt from Coles

That's where yo picture gon go

Should prolly get outta here Jack, ain't no coming back when I sit on the throne

I'm I'm fienin more

My feet on the floor

Their ear to the door

repeat it no more