(nuji)
Yeah
Rickies on my feet, I'm a big stepper
Mix the fendi jeans, i'll lead a flock like shepards
Nah you can't cop a feel, it ain't worth the effort
Don't even bring your shit to me, leave it on the record
Theres no cause for celebration, theres no party involved
Its only me doin this shit and I ain't doin for some'
You ain't got bands so we ain't talkin, i just do it for sums
Paid in advance, I'm obligated to preorder a ton
Fuck you talkin bout some rest, but I ain't finna cap
My shit be hittin hard so it gon' put me on the map
Gas it up like there's somе rats, spin around like a top
Look around, I made it all, shred a bitch likе guitar
Sat his ass down on my lap, wearing platformers, watch your step
He's a goth and I'm a prep, jock gon' pop a nerd in his neck
Get the fuck out yous a lack, do you need a recap
Deteriorate, relapse, does this shit feel hard to grasp

Yeah you've told me once, i've explained it twice-
I'm caught up in my own disposition
I put value into things that I-
Will never sought through my intuition
I had no control of what i own
Is this what I wanted out of it
I did better living life alone
But i'd be pressed if I was proud of it
(kuru)
He be talkin that shit but I still can't go
I don't talk too much I just drop my lo'
I don't care bout' shit he can bite my flow
Not changing the fact I don't fuck with this hoe
She fuck with me cuz I'm clean like soap
Touch down in SG and I'm still with my bros
I'm bored as a bitch what I do?
Your fit 4 bucks like some wonton soup
Need outta DC I'm just tryna find moves
Need outta DC I'm just tryna find huh
Mob out the show like the phantom troupe
Told her no way imma stop said “I don't approve”
I'm inna spot with my clones whose who
I'm inna spot don't know who you
Hop on that plane but I'm still scared of heights
He made a band I made 3 outta spite
Yohji Yamamoto don't ask the price
I'm with my helix like we too nice
Got my own swag you got sounds offa splice
Me and gang run 2 cheese like we just mice
My bro got the CM bag with the spikes
Ain't wearin no Louie that shit ain't right
Oo, yea, oo, yea
I spin like a fan in this bitch
I think I'm the man in this bitch
Came too flee they gon camera my fit
I'm with Nuji told em boys just to sit
I'm with my 8 go Japan for the trip
Tryna take over I'm plannin and shit
She want a photo she fannin and shit