Yes sir
My bro white like The Professor
I be on the east side with B and Finessa
Who coulda guessed huh?
I be talking hecka cray so they call me a heckler
Lil bro he be flipping shit I call that nigga Sheckler
Check up, run my shit, spin it back Technics
In the lab off some caffeine man I'm hella geeked
I cannot sleep
Nigga that is not a metaphor
I wish I could just count them Z's
Not to be dramatic I ain't know I would see 23
It's a mystery to me
In the city
I'm so indie
Like some indica
I'm so pretty
Inside
Fuck the physical
I be online
Inside
Fuck the physical
Thousand true fans
Fuck a stream
Dropping physicals
Need a blue band
Fuck the dream
We need residuals
Collab with the comrades
That's collateral
Big brodie passed me the game
That's a lateral
I be tryna dodge the bullshit
I'm a matador
But That's my other job
On my day off
Got laid off
From my other job
Zay Bean Bryant
More time for a hundred shots
'Member back when I used to steal
Like a luncheon box
I was on that bullshit
I still needa learn a lot
I'm on bullshit
Ion give a fuck 'bout a bitch perc10 killed my emotions
Having motion
Feel like Usain off the lean them boys stuck in slow motion
I love and I loathe her
Wish her well gave her hell now she swear I'm bipolar
With a freak hoe I might take her to Dover
Cash out on Kiko she like Novruzova
Said she want fuck one more time she need closure
Once I stop arguing with you it's over
Bravado is rooted in trauma
I cannot talk to you can't open the door
Seen a dead body, groceries on the floor
Can't face nun my problems lay up with a whore
I'm sorry I said that, act out cause i'm bored
Upside down onna bean stack the racks to the floor
These niggas don't get no play
Sliding on a fucking Zay beat like I'm OJ
Brodie cutting up the white girl he think he OJ
Nun in this life I can't do, feel like Bo J
Jackson if you catch me, she in the backseat getting nasty
Messed up her face, rhinoplasty
Dark tinted vehicle crackas try harass me
(Damn)