[Chorus]
Screaming, "Fuck that, I'ma go where my n***as go"
Take off, tell her, "Bye and good riddance, ho" (Yeah)
Inside, trying to find what I'm missing, ho
Rage kid, we gon' pop out, let's get it, ho (Grrt)
Red flags, got a whole lot to lean upon
Metal god, got more choppers than Vietnam
Free the guys, fuck the law that's just keepin' 'em
We gon' fight 'til they home and they freein' em (What? What?)
March of freedom, Are We There Yet? like Nia Long
Ray Charles, fuck the hate, we ain't seein' 'em
Old n***as, swear that new onеs mistreatin' 'em
Go figure, blamin' thеm, but you leadin' 'em

[Verse]
See, I told y'all, you n***as can't defeat me (Huh)
Ballin' like LaMelo while they tryna overseas me (Yeah)
Get your shit together, love, this shit don't come easy
Like I told you once before, the world is yours, you don't need me
I spy the red dot on my opps, watch 'em die, ayy (Boom)
We bringing big smoke, make 'em artichoke, that's a different diet, no say (Yeah)
We had to beat the pot to have a popping squad and make a profit, bye then adios
'Cause this shit karate in the Bentley body, we be kicking knowledge to you folks (Pow)
I'm finna yippee-ki-yay-ayy (Yeah)
We tryna hit the sky, aye-ayy (Yeah)
I think she know the vibe, aye-ayy (Yeah)
We never trip the tie-aye-ayys
This shit a piece of pie, I'm a different guy
Watch my flow, my switch ups got 'em mesmerized
Now your new n***a hurt and I sympathize
And lil' bro got my new music memorized, yeah (Huh?)
Sometimes I wanna go back and visit the city lights, yeah (Yeah)
This LA life no good, I haven't been feeling right, yeah
But I had to take off, I don't wanna be victimized, yeah (Huh)
Just tell me, would I really be wrong if I came back to stay the night? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Screaming, "Fuck that, I'ma go where my n***as go"
Take off, tell her, "Bye and good riddance, ho"
Inside, trying to find what I'm missing, ho
Rage kid, we gon' pop out, let's get it, ho (Yeah, yeah)
Red flags, got a whole lot to lean upon
Metal god, got more choppers than Vietnam (Grrt, grrt)
Free the guys, fuck the law that's just keepin' 'em
We gon' fight 'til they home and they freein' em (Yeah)
March of freedom, Are We There Yet? like Nia Long
Ray Charles, fuck the hate, we ain't seein' 'em
Old n***as, swear that new ones mistreatin' 'em
Go figure, blamin' them, but you leadin' 'em

[Open Verse]

[Bridge]
But that's whatever
Gotta get my bag together
Gotta get my bag together, yeah
But that's whatever
Tryna go change the weather, yeah, yeah
Gotta get my bag together
Gotta get my bag together

[Outro]
Sing melodies, sing melodies
I'm singing melodies like this
Singing [?] melodies
Oooh-oohh
Oooh-oohh
Oooh-oohh