Oh, my God, Baba
Pull up in my mommy's whip
I'm tryna go fast as shit, got no money coming in
Ever met a broke boy like this?
Switch your lane, don't know where I'm going
Try on a fix by wheels and speedo
None of that slow motion, but I feel that blue shell coming
I don't work in the ice, so I'm sampling it down, and it's being copied
Get this in the ear, make a page, and agree bitch, please
Motherfuckers like cop it, please
Comment on the same, 'cause it's time to deal with it
Understand what you got, come make me a reason
Never get the fuckers about, and it's all running down, yeah
I'm screaming it, I love it, baby
Switching lanes don't know where I'm goin'
I feel like I'm on top of the world
But then I remember I got no girl, no whip, no job
Still living with my parents, oh shit
Call me Smith, I'm losing my will to live
Pick myself back up, back up, fun again
It's not first, it's last, thought you had enough
Took a shortcut, but you're in the wrong path
Going too fast, forgot to look back
She's not back, but it's a trap
Thought you knew her, but you about to see how
Oh shit, is that a blue shell?
Blue shell I'm worried about the blue shell
The blue shell
Pull up in my mommy's whip, yeah
I'm trying to go back to shit, got no money coming in
Ever met a broke boy like this?
Switching lanes, don't know where I'm going
I could try on a fix, like Wilson and speedo
None of that slow motion, but I feel that blue shell coming
I don't want you to get your hopes up, and you can't put it down
Yeah, please, cop it, please
This in the ear, make a page, and agree bitch, please
Motherfuckers like cop it, please
Comment on the same, 'cause it's time to deal with it
Understand what you got, come make me a reason
Thinking that public is a foul game
It's all organic guys
They are coming, they are rolling beans