You know
Yee (Ahaha)
Lets go
Ayy (Hit-Boy)
Get off my dick, buddy
Get off my bitch, dummy
'Fore i take your bitch with us,
Then let my bitch run it
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' totally lit
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' solar eclipe
Look at my fit, I'm totally lit
I'm totally it, my style you totally bit
I just crashed the 'Rari,
I totaled that shit
Wait, Dakari,
Turn up my vocals a bit
You only locally known,
My brand is globally grown
If you ain't know that by now, then you is totally wrong
I just left miami,
Came back to Oakland my home
This shit I'm smokin' is Flower shop,
And it's potently blown (Sheesh)
Get off my dick, buddy
Get off my bitch, dummy
'Fore i take your bitch with us,
Then let my bitch run it
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' totally lit
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' solar eclipe
Yeah, ayy
One to one,
There will never be another one
Got the valet lookin' at me all troublesome
When I told him "Get the Benz", he got the other one
When I really meant the other one
In Vancouver,
I had threw the Prada bubble on
Who you know that's global tourin',
Puttin' Oakland on?
I can tell you what it is, but you already knowin'
Champagne keep going, keep pourin',
Keep pourin'
Multi-platinum, we had, did that years ago and I still keep doing it
Couple cribs, which one?
Bunch of us, pick one
Drink until the drinks done
I been on the sick one
Everywhere that I go,
They know me as the lit one
Get off my dick, buddy
Get off my bitch, dummy
'Fore I take your bitch with us,
Then let my bitch run it
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' totally lit
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' solar eclipse
Get off my dick, buddy
Get off my bitch, dummy
'Fore I take your bitch with us,
Then let my bitch run it
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' totally lit
Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' solar eclipse
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Look at my wrist,
I'm talkin' solar eclipse
Fourth quarter, I just Kobe'd this shit
Let's go