squabble up

God knows

I am reincarnated

I was stargazin'

Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)

Woke up lookin' for the broccoli

High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi

IP ownership, the blueprint is by me

Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet

When I hear music, it makes me dance

You got the music, now is your chance

A yee **** couldn't try me in a tri-state

Buddy pass, but I give him splash till he hydrated

Bounce out, know it's spook town, eyes dilated

I got the money and the power both gyratin'

I feel good, get the fuck out my face

Look good, but she don't got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe

Mando, let me know what to play

What the fuck?

I got hits, I got bucks, I got new papercuts

I got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks

Hit his turf and get crackin', double back like a deluxe

Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough

Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up

Fallin' from a money tree and it grow throughout the month

Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us

I feel good, get the fuck out my face

Look good, but she don't got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe

Mando, let me know what to play

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up, squabble up (Mm, mm, mm, mm)

Squabble up, squabble up (Mm, mm)

Hol' up (Hol' up)

Where you from? (Where you from?)

Bye, bitch (Bye, bitch)

I'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)

Sideways (Sideways)

Bunk Skunk (Bunk Skunk)

Fever (Fever)

I'm on one (I'm on one)

Thun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it

Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it

Broke on the floor, let me know if you're crockin' it

Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it

It was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it

Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics

Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch

Don't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies

Ghetto child, it was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff

Yeehaw, we outside, woadie 'bout to kill 'em off

Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw

Tell me why the fuck you **** rap if it's fictional?

Tell me why the fuck you **** fed if you criminal?

"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?", I'm like, "****, no"

Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal

It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I been a dog (Ah)

I feel good, get the fuck out my face

Look good, but she don't got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe

Mando, let me know what to play

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up, squabble up (Mm, mm, mm, mm)

Squabble up, squabble up (Mm, mm)