Who the fuck you thought this was?

Kai Whiston, bitch!

Ayo...

5 G’s, rolled up 5 G’s in a bat

Break your knee caps with it

Got 5 G’s in a bag, that’s no cap

I’m snowman, I’m ice cold

I’m snowcappin’

I’m talking to trees

The caps just kicked in, go tell ‘em

My future’s super bright

I can see hella far

I got a telephoto lens, the flash goes hella hard

Where my clique at bitch?

Whole crew go hella hard

I drive a click clack

Bitch, you in a rental car

And when I die, I don’t need no reception

My cellphone’s got 5G

Bitch, I’m on a wave, whoa

Bitch I got the—

Money in the—

What?

Wait, where the fuck did I put my phone?

(Yeah, I’m too high for this shit)

It go ride or die, uh

All my bad bitches in designer

Imma pull up wit a glick and hit your partner

All my devils in the clique, uh, bag Prada

Shut it down

Scared of the dark, that’s why I always keep the lights on

Wanna live forever, same reason I keep the mic on

Forgot my own lyrics in Chicago, I’m an icon

Harry told me don’t miss, that’s why I always keep my sights on

Bitch

Can I talk my shit?

Can I catch my breath?

Please don’t take my pic

Hundred dollars in my wallet

No worries today‘ll be fine

I got a lot of problems

But I’m that bitch, I’m goin’ 99

Skrrt, so much water I might hydroplane the car

Bitch, I go hard

Yeah bitch, I go hard

I’m that bitch, goddamnit

I been in the game too long to leave this bitch empty-handed

Like, whoa

Ain’t nobody work as hard as me, son

I been losin’ sleep, losin’ life

I feel G’d up

Top down all black, open wake like I’m never tired

Whip like a hearse

Yeah, that’s my motherfucking ride or die

Spill my secrets out on your floor

Like a tidal wave breaks the shore

And I feel like it could get better

Over again and over again

Spill my secrets out on your floor

Like a tidal wave breaks the shore

And I feel like it could get better

Over again and over again