This young boy from Texas, so excuse my grammar
Big booty my standards, D'USSÉ in Fanta
If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera
Check my fellas, we all flock the same
We birds of the same feather
We together, this forever
Switchin bezels every level
Me and Cinco push that two door coupe
Ain't none of this shit rented
Servin' fishes, fuck yo favorite rapper, hope he get offended
I was trippin' off that hoe before, but promise I ain't trippin'
I was trippin' for them Ksubi jeans, but now my closet drippin', designer
Got a bag and I couldn't be Prada
Drop a song and yo status went nada
In the booth if I'm tryna get proper
I was a school boy just tryna get collard, greens
Homie outside wit Alicia, Keys
I made money from mics, they made money from fiends
Root of all evil, what got me them tickets at regal
So fuck whats illegal,
I'm different, I really ain't get a handout
I know half of these rappers were gimmicks
I write my own lyrics, I bought my own pendant
All them Os by my songs screamin' fuck yo opinion
No need for a nigga to say that I'm winning
It's fuck everybody the way I been feelin'
I got me a bitch and my bitch got a bitch
So they down for a threesome nigga, pimpin'
This young boy from Texas, so excuse my grammar
Big booty my standards, D'USSÉ in Fanta
If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera
Check my fellas, we all flock the same
We birds of the same feather
We together, this forever
Switchin bezels every level
Switch a Lambo for a Chevy
Backseat heavy, from that heavy
Want a bad bitch with the fetti
When she ready bitch I'm ready
Fuck the sex I want that Becky
Gimme Becky if you let me
I whip slow, my cook game steady
Turn that boy into spaghetti
If I ask a patna in my camp to handle something they just do it like they beefin' wit a Adidas, yea
Bitches poppin' pussy for the same skinny nigga droppin' music ain't nobody had believe in, yea
Took a couple Ls I ain't tweaking
I got money to help all my reasons
I got shorties from all major regions
I jumped in the water and claiming the deep end
Hold on
Different
Money, I'm countin' those, shorties, I'm poundin on, I know them niggas is pissed
Ima, put a new Patek on, buy my bitch silicon then Ima double again
Niggas ain't solid, I don't claim a friend, because when I was knocking you ain't let me in
Niggas lose vision all over the pussy or snake the whole gang for a blue benjamin
Witness, everyone say that I'm up
I was stuck at the bottom you ain't give a fuck
I don't care for a bitch, I ain't searchin' for love
And I don't trust a soul if he ain't from above
I ain't surfing a wave, I got locs, fuck a brush
When I got in the game I was shit out of luck
They would look at my pain and they ain't help me up
If you mention my name say I don't give a fuck, bitch
This young boy from Texas, so excuse my grammar
Big booty my standards, D'USSÉ in Fanta
If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera
Check my fellas, we all flock the same
We birds of the same feather
We together, this forever
Switchin bezels every level
