I need an hour everyday just to fucking escape

And three after that just to fuck and to skate

All these mofuckers talking like there's something to say

Until my words be the shit with which I buy my estate

I got a full plate of greens where my chocolate dessert

Enable all these little fiends when I'm dropping a verse

I need to hear you people scream, like I hopped out a hearse

But I just took the fucking stage, ain't got time to rehearse

So we gone do it all live, feel the umph in my vibe

We hit a drive thru at 2 am, but she just want fries

Don’t want deal with no attitude bitch I'm trynna get high

So take yo skinny little ass and get the fuck out my ride

We just dine and dash-dash once we get our food

Fries up in the bag-bag with the diamonds too

Birds come for the crumbs that spill onto our fucking shoes

We want fat-stacks - empty stomachs, dine and then we dash-dash

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I said as long as my bitch stay cold

Ima be icy with it

Long as my wrist stay froze

Ima be timely with it

Do it for the glits and gold

Ain't got no time to scrimmage

Got this shit in the bag

Just like some Tyson chicken

I got business

Sampling the flavors of all types of women

Costco living, connoisseur compliments they think I'm delicious

High percentages in my charts now

It's kinda realistic

I been feelin like anytime now this shit gon flip up-side down

On some Will Smith shit

I got heights I'm hittin

A lot of nights been spent to write I've grown accustomed to the lights

And now I'm feelin like...

Yeah something nice how I flutter like synths

I'm getting sprung like the time where the butterflies is

Shit, I want it nowwww like the present tense, I'm off

We just dine and dash-dash once we get our food

Fries up in the bag-bag with the diamonds too

Birds come for the crumbs that spill onto our fucking shoes

We want fat-stacks - empty stomachs, dine and then we dash-dash

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R Y C E, the chosen one you know me

I be zooming cross the stars like I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi

Keep it mean like a beast I'm causing hell up in your life

Kill the scene I'm a beast like beauty belle up by my side

But I'm popping off

Not a single living thing can stop a boss

Take a loss

Catch my name in the hall of fame like I was Randy Moss

I be flexin with the ice like **** peep the frost

I be flexin with the swag like **** peep the sauce

Thank god he keep me lifted

From every demon wishing I be grounded

You won't kill my shot I won't miss it

Lil haters hope yall see my ass you better kiss it

We just dine and dash-dash once we get our food

Fries up in the bag-bag with the diamonds too

Birds come for the crumbs that spill onto our fucking shoes

We want fat-stacks - empty stomachs, dine and then we dash-dash

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