Ah shit, here we go again Yo, Kezzy- Yo, Kezzy, this shit got me trippin' (M Row) GTA life on an everyday basis, I'm dealin' with numerous cases Stayin' on point, gotta remember all faces Gun in my pocket, I'm tyin' my laces Off-White kicks, but you know I'm not racist Took multiple trips, to numerous places Big booty bitch in car, and it's spacious BBL baby, goodness, gracious Lemme get off the corner and hop on my bike Got multiple shots every time that I pedal Can't troop it on feet, I'm not taking no hike I'm making it count, I need me a medal I'm riding with Tina, I ain't talkin' no Ike Bullets hot like some fire right under the kettle Freak bitch know what I like I promise for you, you know I'ma settle Pull up on my hood bitch, side of the street (C'mere) You know that she like how I talk "Let me just pay for you nails and your feet "I'm lovin' the way how you walk "Let's go out for drinks, get somethin' to eat "Don't post on your story, you know they gon' stalk" Mission complete, she said that I'm sweet You know she a bird, I ain't talkin no hawk Gave her my number, we out to the trap Tryna see what I could flip This shit is real, I ain't talkin' no cap Break down a pack, got a hundred a zip (Pack, pack, pack) Had to switch up my line, I think that it's tapped Got a new phone, now I'm back on the strip Let's get off the block, get off the map We out to the club, let's get in the whip Strip club vibes, I need me a baddie (Baddie, baddie) You know that I love all of the strippers (Baddie, baddie) Five foot lightskin, bitch named Maddie Nice little butt, and you know I'm gon' tip her She get in my ear, she call me "Daddy" She feelin' my pants, my gun in the zipper Let me just leave, I'mma send you the addy I'm feelin loose off the liquor Walked outside, I saw a fan You know that they asked for a pic I felt something funny like they had a plan After they took it, they walked off quick Right after that, I saw a van He hopped out bluffin', but ain't wanna click I'm uppin' it first, that nigga ran Now I got five stars, and I'm feelin like Wick Been thuggin' and buggin', since a jit Could ask anybody I'm with Had to spin to the store, I'm changin' my fit I can't wear what I got 'cause I just did a hit Shit not a game, I never could quit Every time it was up, I was makin' it lit That's one thing the opps could admit (Word) Them niggas know I'm legit Rockstar life, I can't escape it No shame on my game, you know I can't fake it Only cook with the pot, you know I can't bake it Watch how I rock up and lock when you make it (Lock up) This shit is pure, shit is not basic The cuzzy don't act how it look and just take it I'mma end it right here, don't get it mistaken Fuck all the opps that got wasted Like Like, fuck all the opps that got wasted, like