Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Who the fuck said that I wasn't like that?
Who the fuck drivin' like-Who the fuck drivin' like that inna cat?
Who the fuck tryna make music like the boy? No you can't
Who the fuck tryna get-Who the fuck tryna get popped like a xan?
Yea
Who the fuck tryna get real big bands?
Who the fuck tryna get-Who the fuck tryna get Peter Panned?
Who the fuck tryna go make it? Swear to god that you can
Gotta believe in yourself, gotta believe in your plan
Yea
I wanna go to the moon, imma go to the stars, imma go to the mf sky
Don't wanna talk to nobody
Or smoke with your bitch cuz I told you I'm already high
Bro got a blick with a beam
And he feelin' like summrs he gonna pull out with that fye
Don't ever tell me you ain't gonna make
It I told you lil Brodie you just gotta try
Bitch sit down on my chrome heart jeans
Runtz in my blunt can't sip no lean
Yea with your bitch playin' hide and seek
10 on my back lil bitch Tyreek
Boy wanna act all cool, swear to god he not P
Boy wanna act like this, swear to god you not me
Let's get lit, that's what she said
That's what she told me
Why is you mad but you ain't gotta reason
She wanna give me the X's and O's
Now she feelin like The Weeknd
I know it's cold outside everyday
Little bitch I've been changing the seasons
I just been waking up I just been getting so high
Little bitch I've been geekin'
No this is not my lil thot this is not my lil hoe
Man she just for the evening
Oh your lil thot gotta real fat ass
You don't want peace imma make some bands
Who the fuck wanna go up so fast?
Who the fuck wanna get rich so fast?
Who the fuck said that I wasn't like that?
Who the fuck drivin' like-Who the fuck drivin' like that inna cat?
Who the fuck tryna make music like the boy? No you can't
Who the fuck tryna get-Who the fuck tryna get popped like a xan?
Yea
Who the fuck tryna get real big bands?
Who the fuck tryna get-Who the fuck tryna get Peter Panned?
Who the fuck tryna go make it? Swear to god that you can
Gotta believe in yourself, gotta believe in your plan