Limosa Nostra, yeah, uh

I'm a legend out in CT
Top tier gasoline like BP
Young hoes shoot dope like BG
I'm waist deep in this game not knee deep, yeah
Bitch I'm on like, beep beep
OG got me looking like I need sleep
My bad if you're in the room beneath me
Its just me in the suite with 3 freaks
Ima hit my fucking peak RIP Lil Peep
Bitch my weed real loud not discreet
Bitch my Chevy real loud in the street
Ima play this shit loud on repeat
I can't help it baby, I keep going in
My eyes low like the car that I show up in
You can't change the environment you grow up in
But you can change your perspective, and focus in
I'm focused in, my eyes on the target
I just park it I'll mark it
I got to smoke in the car so I don't get car sick
I hope I made a hater heartsick, uh
Ima fuck her on the balcony I don't care who sees
Ima Rockstar bitch like Lou Reed
I gotta white tee on with no jewelry
A snow man told me ain't nobody cool as me
I look good with the décor
I could roll a whole entire pound of velour
Ion even spill it on the floor
Ricky hoe I'm breaking through the doors
One day I'll be living by the shores
My mama tell me that I'm acting immature
Cause I'm riding 'round this Vic with four doors
Fucking whores, I'll prolly fuck yours
Don't hit me, I'm OT 'til December, yeah
I sound better than you remember, yeah
I'm the real deal, these is just pretenders
Repeat offenders
Chevy bowtie on the fenders
Rick Hil, run the tit drill without the sensors
How you think we got through these winters?
Good weed got me stuck like splinters
Summer breeze shoots straight to my knees ima sinner
I like to eat it, and then I put it in her
I was high before dinner
I been hot for a while like dinner
Going 65 in a 98
Bitch look like I'm riding on plates
I really can't complain, you know life's great
The skies baby blue, like my license plate
Look what you made me do, now I gotta isolate
Between me and you I'm the best between us too
I make it look effortless that's just something they ain't seen you do
Bitch I feel like I'm seeing two
Its okay, keep it up we believe in you
We be bouncing through, smoke about a ounce or two
They locked me up at the fountain blue
I heard your name out the blue
I used to wear my hair green like mountain dew
I hit the clit then I dip like dunkaroo
Bitch I'm cold in the summer too
I'm the son of Sue, I come through in something new
All you new hoes get run through
I can't believe that this is what it's come to
You about to, we just begun to
I don't doubt you, I don't want to
But don't make it that bitch that you run to
I'll forever be where the weather be
Better than it can ever be (Ricky)
Well preferably (yeah) whatever's left of me
Nothing really matters, but I'm giving you the best of me
Limosa Nostra