Usually on the dark But I'm sippin on clear And I don't need to hit ya bitch I got mine right here I use to run from problems Now I'm facing my fears They say the past is the past I left that shit in the rear Grand-O got flows And they know that I'm coming Left the spot with a thot Cuz she know that I'm stunting Yo these hoes call my phone I don't know if they love me Cruising on the 101 And I'm doing a hundred Gotta stay down So I'm pouring the bubbly Bro it's money, hoes and clothes I don't know if they love me Baby I don't trust shit Still sippin this forty Yo that talk is hella cheap bitch You better come show me Bro it's 3am Still pouring the potion Told the bitch throw my keys cuz I'm smoother than lotion And I love to see her face When that body in motion And we burning through rubbers Now I'm dippin and yolkin I'm on Ocean Ave Just grabbed me some pho And my rhyme style tight Hittin harder than drums They know I'm from the Sco Bitch I love where I'm from And you know I got the gas baby Hand me the tums I'm in my boys ride It's a chance that it's stolen We hit the Mickey D's on Ocean Ave I know that it's open Chasing all this chicken Always getting my tokens I hit the freak of the week And now I gotta go ghost her Usually on the dark But I'm sippin on clear And I don't need to hit ya bitch I got mine right here I use to run from problems Now I'm facing my fears They say the past is the past I left that shit in the rear Grand-O got flows And they know that I'm coming Left the spot with a thot Cuz she know that I'm stunting Yo these hoes call my phone I don't know if they love me Cruising on the 101 And I'm doing a hundred I'm in the studio The speakers soaking and bleed Yo I spoke it from my chest These hoes is hopeless to me That's the love of his life But she chose up on me I don't even want his bitch I got plenty a B's Girl it's 2022 You still smoking that bammer I been rappin 10 years Still speaking that grammar Got the gift with the spit Use my tongue as a blammer Yo the laws remain the same Still stuck in the slammer I run with city boyz And we nothing but P's And Ima let the bitch roll But she gotta say please And when I'm feeling distant Bitch I'm hitting this weed And I don't wanna hear shit Bitch get on ya knees Ima do my thing Some calling me flashy And my dreams so vivid So I'm doing the dashy Real tree smokers So they whipped out the baggie And Ima talk my shit Till the day that they blap me Usually on the dark But I'm sippin on clear And I don't need to hit ya bitch I got mine right here I use to run from problems Now I'm facing my fears They say the past is the past I left that shit in the rear Grand-O got flows And they know that I'm coming Left the spot with a thot Cuz she know that I'm stunting Yo these hoes call my phone I don't know if they love me Cruising on the 101 And I'm doing a hundred