I float on this beat

It might put you to sleep

I write all these songs

In the night in my dreams

I’m hanging with fiends

We’re living out dreams

I built me some steam

Alexander McQueen

Don’t need me a ting

But she like what I bring

She like how I act

But she love how I sing

I don’t mean to be mean

But she better be clean

If I fuck with a whore

Then I’m dead on the floor

So pour me some more

Put some points on the board

Go n double their score

I’m quite honestly bored

I run out the door and go make me some more

I love me some cash, I might pass on that ass

AMG dash, premium gas

I’m whipping this bitch n I’m whipping fast

I hope I don’t crash, I still got on my mask

Blue and red lights, ooh I hate when they flash

Fill up my glass, I forget bout the past

I leave me the bitch cause we always gon clash

I don’t wanna fight, my pit always bite

I planned out my future, n I bought me a mic

So fill me with hype, I do what I like

I like me a bitch who don’t like what I like

She don’t like what I Write but she ride like a bike

She know I’m gon leave n it fill her with spite

The bitch always hate me

I’m whipping Mercedes

She’s pushing a Chrysler

She hate that I iced her

I hate that I met her n I hate that I fed her

I’m hating myself cause I know i n do better

I’m whipping this bitch

I got it in 6th

I’m getting her naked, she’s swallowing kids

I cheat on her ass, she say I’m an ass

She never gon leave I’m ahead of my class

I’m going so stupid, might make this a movie

She made me a smoothie, I’m sucking her boobies

I float on this bitch, I’m too fresh, I’m so groovy

I ran into Snoop and he gave me a doobie

I save it for later, I love me a hater

I’m chasing this paper, Just caught a new Flavor

The first of the month so I roll me a blunt

I burn off the pain and I get me a jump

They Say I’m a punk, I say what I want

I Run up my bands, I put people in trunks

Hide all your wives, then get out your guns

This ain’t gon be fun, but it’s gotta be done

We clean up the block, I feel like I’m PAC

They really gon kill me when they realize I’m hot

It’s all that I got, a Glock and a shot

I blow up, I pop

I roll and I rock

They’re fucking with this

I Heard I got a gift

I’m driving her home, it’s no Uber or Lyft

So get you grip, and sleep with a stick

She know I’m the man, so I get what I pick

She’s sending me pics

She cute n she mixed

I got me listt, of chicks that I dissed

I hit em and dip, they barely exist

She gave me a kiss n I couldn’t resist