And I ain't panicking
Keep on throwing hit but I'm cooling it
Cutie on a weekend got her number ain't calling it
They just me tripping feet water so I flow with it
Never with the talking tight lasses and I'm walking it

Flow too sick giving haters diarrhoea
Pushing back and forth automatic like a gear
Hood gon bite if you live with the fear
Scream if you want me don't whisper in my ear

Broke up with a chick you can say I lost control
Party full of fakes then am walking out the door
Won't sale my soul just so I can ball
I got my own back but consider my bro

Going with the vibe when I don't know what I'm feeling
Still dead inside but the vision still living
Pay my own sips can't take what they drinking
You can be great but only if you're willing

I've been killing beat еver since I was 11
Got me wondеring if I'll make it to heaven
Touched many girls by the time I was 7
No wonder pussy ain't something that I'm chasing
Married to the grind and the paper is the baby
I don't do bitches ain't tryna catch rabbies
Prolly gon be rich by the time I hit thirties
Finna for my momma and share with the homies

Money ain't a thing but the number still counts
Better talk time if you don't we bounce
When I get fat call me Rick Ross
Better bring snacks when you coming to the house

My thoughts kinda crazy
And I feel a lil fuzzy
And this beat kinda funky
I'll stop if you lucky

Baby girl call me Daddy
All your friends getting buggy
Might do a lil sucky
Coz my D getting Buffy
Interesting