Winnie and Eeyore

You know it ain't no thing, I do this shit for fun

Tricky with the pen and I got 'em on the run

I seen 'em lurkin', they know I ain't the one

Nobody lookin' certain, so the job ain't really done

You know it ain't no thing, I do this shit for fun

Tricky with the pen and I got 'em on the run

I seen 'em lurkin', they know I ain't the one

Nobody lookin' certain, so the job ain't really done

I'm a slow drivin', solo fire, so connivin'

Dumpster divin', ultraviolet, YOLO vibin', oh so silent, vocal tirin'

Chips stay on that, they're wishing they would try it

Let me see 'em smolder, if they sparkin', I'm a hydrant

Got that bad bitch that I fly out. (fly out)

Mad flavors I try out. (try out)

Goin' through so many trees, this life up on that high route

Why I doubt my sly cloud, that vibe boss can I slide out

Catch 'em up on that slick talk, then it's right across to that lights out

Seductive with that energy, remedies galore

Apparel lookin' wet, they're still that trippy on Dior (trippy on Dior)

They claimin' they a captain but can't see beyond the shore

They be tryin' to beat the game but it won't be on the score

We on track and he's like that

Loud bark with that white bag

You flex bars and act up

My eye roll like a bike rack

No dog, you ain't like that

Hold on, I'll be right back

I'm gourmet you fast food, I feed flocks to a white snack

Now if I had a dollar for every dollar I made (made)

I would elevate from squalor and holler at every bae (holler at every bae)

I would take 'em out to dinner and pay the tab on the date (date)

I would give 'em a balloon and put my taste up to fate (fate)

You ain't never see me slippin' or sipping on somethin' lame (lame)

You would never see me missin' my mission, I'm in the game (I'm in the game)

I got quarters, nicks and dimes, couple rhymes, I'm divine

I might make my way to Atlanta just to vibe out with the slimes

I got somethin' on my mind, oh my God, what's the recipe?

Every time I turn around my day to day be stressing me

People be deflectin' me, money just depressin' me

I just want a senorita, find who just check on me

Told me I could be a star, I would never climb down

Floatin' coast to coast, going hard, never wind down

He's like actin' right, zoomin' through the blind route

Do I gotta circle back, hope I never find out

You know it ain't no thing, I do this shit for fun

Tricky with the pen and I got him on the run

I seen him lurkin', they know I ain't the one

Nobody lookin' certain, so the job ain't really done

You know it ain't no thing, I do this shit for fun

Tricky with the pen and I got him on the run

I seen 'em lurkin', they know I ain't the one

Nobody lookin' certain, so the job ain't really done

I got somethin' on my mind, oh my God, what's the recipe?

Every time I turn around my day to day be stressin' me

(Be stressin' me, be stressin' me, be stressin' me)

(Be stressin' me, be stressin' me, be stressin' me...)