[Chorus]
Do you know what they talking 'bout?
Cause I don't think I do
I'm tryna make some money bitch
I'll make it up to you
Fuck that bullshit, my team rollin'
Long nights & short days, bright lights & dark shades
Uh

[Verse 1]
Uh, show me love cause I ain't ever seen it
Show me humbleness, cause Lord knows that I've never been it
Uh, I don't feel y'all like thick gloves
And y'all hate me but your bitch doesn't
Y'all should prolly quit fuckin'
Don't be pissed off that I skipped all that work
That work for me, no university
I'm killin' all my prey, so I know there's no church for me
I believe that life's a bitch, because she has seen death flirt with mе
Don't be angry, you ugly as hell when you mad
I ain't thе best new artist, I'm the best artist in Van'
Artist; not rapper, y'all keep that
Good posture and a Rolex
You rollin' with your seat back
I'm so grown that I'm trimmin' shit
I'm so gone, you ain't gettin' it
If I scream from the level I'm at, y'all couldn't even hear me whisperin' (bitch)
So I feel what I say and I say what I want
And all that comes out is the smoke from the blunt and a couple of numbers from countin' the ones
[Chorus]
Do you know what they talking 'bout?
Cause I don't think I do
I'm tryna make some money bitch
I'll make it up to you
Fuck that bullshit, my team rollin'
Long nights & short days, bright lights & dark shades
Uh

[Verse 2]
Uh, I'm unemployed but I'm workin' lots
In my imaginary house, all the curtains drawn
I'm goin' hard as expected, gold watch and a necklace
Corn Pops for my breakfast, spent my food on bein' freshest
And they mad at it, they can't have it
They lucky if I give 'em this
I heard it's better to give, but I don't give a shit
My snap-back from a thrift store, my weed is in a cherry blunt
My swagger is on alien, fifty-first area
Uh, I don't fit the criteria
Tell 'em take the fall, the cold ground will carry ya
Uh, my country boys all watchin' like it's autumn and you're dear to them
Steer clear of them
My hair tied and my hair dyed and my hair nice
And your bitch bang out and put my hair in braids and then she came twice
Man, I'm faded like I had enough
Purple clouds pour the purple rain inside my cup
[Chorus]
Fuck that bullshit, my team rollin'
Long nights & short days, bright lights & dark shades
Uh
Fuck that bullshit, my team rollin'
Long nights & short days, bright lights & dark shades
Uh