I pour an eighth of the lean in the Lamb truck Racks too big know these niggas can't stand us Racks so big so a nigga can't stand up I know a couple niggas in the bando High off the lean I don't know when I land though Fuck 12 get the shit off his ankle This shit a a breeze but I ain't no Saint though I popped a Perc' so I think I might faint bro Fuck around pour codeine on my Eggo's One of my niggas walk around with a Draco Used to fuck around with a couple of fake hoes Oh you still fuckin' around with the fake hoes All of my niggas they do what I say so Oh you get cake now you a lil late bro I knock his quesadilla for the queso Too many racks this the shit that we prayed for Came through the backdoor lil nigga lay low I'm undefeated lil buddy like 8-0 Strap to his face lil nigga like ayo Finna go ice my teeth so I stay cold Hop on a jet to the show like J Cole I make the horses go crazy the engine like Bronco's just went ahead and won the Superbowl I walk in Alex McQueen I told my nigga that we need like two of those Woo woo Richard Mille perfect timing You don't got racks lil nigga you lyin' Hop off the porch to Porsche Cayenne Hop in a Tesla don't even drive it I'ma go buy it You just gon' eye it She do that shit with no hands like a psychic I pop a X and get high like a kite I pour an eighth of the lean in the Lamb truck Racks too big know these niggas can't stand us Racks so big so a nigga can't stand up I know a couple niggas in the bando High off the lean I don't know when I land though Fuck 12 get the shit off his ankle This shit a a breeze but I ain't no Saint though I popped a Perc' so I think I might faint bro Fuck around pour codeine on my Eggo's One of my niggas walk around with a Draco Used to fuck around with a couple of fake hoes Oh you still fuckin' around with the fake hoes All of my niggas they do what I say so Oh you get cake now you a lil late bro I knock his quesadilla for the queso Too many racks this the shit that we prayed for Came through the backdoor lil nigga lay low I'ma go back to the trap I keep the wock in my lap I keep the strap in my lap Nigga can't get no dap Fake ass niggas they rats You ain't never seen 25 thousand dollars in cash I just went got a new digital dash So a fuck nigga can't pass me I am the goat how you ain't know Fuck ass nigga in the backseat No you can't catch me lacking Real ass niggas they back me I don't know nothin' don't ask me Fuck 12 fuck the PD I make this shit look easy Nigga like breezy Wrist AP baguette's Inside seats they red like spaghetti Stick with a light lil nigga like a Jedi I mean a Jedi Hellcat nigga this a Redeye Stop fuckin' with me I'm that guy