That nigga not gang, he false claiming, haha No cap That nigga not gang, he false claiming The work off white like a fuckin' macadamia Show you so much white, you gon' think you watchin' Shameless The spot in my truck in LA, that bitch bangin' I know you want me to say yo' name but I ain't gon' make you famous We made it rain so hard, look up, you see a fuckin' rainbow I'm sellin' so much fuckin' dope, I'm 'bout to go buy a Kangol When I see haters I just tell 'em "Hi", I feel like Maino Everything that he and his bitch do, we Ex-Raid it She wanna drive boat but I'ma motherfuckin' sailor I'm takin' the Wock' to get a weddin' dress and get it tailored She want my heart, it's colder than a fuckin' snow angel I'm flexin' on this lil niggas, Kurt Angle I'm flexin' on this lil niggas, Kurt Angle I'm flexin' on this lil niggas, Kurt Angle I'm flexin' on this lil niggas, Kurt Angle Pulled off the lot and get it tinted out I'ma get that bitch, she suckin' and I spit it out Fans ran up lookin' crazy, damn near blicked 'em down I don't care if that statement from the 80's, ain't no snitch allowed Everything I say, nigga, I stand on it Mr. fifties, twenties geeked, he got a band on 'em That nigga gon' lose his life if I put a hand on it We had him in Fendy with some rain on him I got this lil bitch wetter than Bikini Bottom I'm trappin' in Designer, I wanna be like Bob nem I'm wrappin' up the beef like I just made a gyro No Limit to this shit, I feel like my nigga Kyro