On a mission, San Andreas

I'm a player, Himalayas

'Bout the green, J Tatum

Still busy, but I entertain her

Fine shit, pretty on the wake up

Toxic, so I can't lay up

He ain't me if he got his chain tucked

I don't eat, **** done gassed me up

Gas me up

Most of this shit not adding up

Most of these **** not having enough

Why she on me? 'Cause she know you a duff

Six black trucks, mad it up

She want love, but it's not enough

Cartier love, wrist Brady Bunch

Married to the game and the paper I trust

Still independent

Had a talk to an OG, told me if it's broke, don't fix it

How you broke but you still ain't fix it?

That's a question, but I hear crickets

She a brat and she move malicious

Still bad, catch, mitten

Big bad, Scottie Pippen

En route, whip got rhythm

Baby mad, she in her feelings

Ayy, London, you know I'm the realest

You moving on and now I can feel it

It's only entertainment, baby

You should've been patient, lady

I know it took a lot just to date me

Shout out Blake, she raised me

But my pops, he named me

On a mission, San Andreas

I'm a player, Himalayas

'Bout the green, J Tatum

Still busy, but I entertain her

Fine shit, pretty on the wake up

Toxic, so I can't lay up

He ain't me if he got his chain tucked

I don't eat, **** done gassed me up

On a mission, San Andreas

I'm a player, Himalayas

'Bout the green, J Tatum

Still busy, but I entertain her

Fine shit, pretty on the wake up

Toxic, so I can't lay up

He ain't me if he got his chain tucked

I don't eat, **** done gassed me up

It's only entertainment