[Intro]

Yeah
Who you talking to
Who you walking at
Who you talking to
Who you talking to
Who, who you talking to
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

See me breaking out the cell
I ain't talking bout a jail
And I ain't talking bout a courthouse
No subpoena, I just work now
College coming on the first now
See, my throne is not for sale
Got my Python by my waist side
Tryna find the Holy Grail
Not religious but I’m faithful
I got music you can vibe to
You got women you can lie to
If they wanted they could like you
But they don’t cause they spiteful
Back at Raf’s tryna glide dude
And I do it just like Mike do
Moonwalking on my rivals
Eponymous; I am the title
If I think, therefore I am
I just made my first couple grand
And my girl is my biggest fan
Jake and John we tryna make a jam
Smoking lettuce with the finest ham
God and I tryna make amends
I just think, therefore I am
Someone tell me if I am a man?
[Chorus]

Hit me up, hit me up, hit me up
Shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh
My life right when the night turn bright
Okay, you can ball kid, but can you shoot like Mike?
(Swish) PERFECT!
Hit me up, hit me up, hit me up
Shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh
Unlifelike when the night turn bright
(Swish) PERFECT!
Okay, you can ball kid, but can you shoot like Mike?

[Verse 2]

And the clock is running out
Is that an exaggeration bout
How I try to make everything count?
But a life ain't worth it till you found, your life’s agency
You can shoot like Mike?
You can hit me on the phone
I’m in Stamford, I’m in Pound Ridge
You just new here, you just found this
You ain't Krausse, shit
That’s my goal
Take your shoes off, that’s my sole
Walk all over me, how it’s supposed to be
It's when this heat, here, makes you cold
Nah, this shit ain't for you, bro
This shit is for me
You say you got 2 hoes? Bitch, let’s make it 3!
I got my Kie in the whip, making trips, see how we move with it
Pop eyes when they hit that new spinach
Pop smoke, when I hit the “woo” with it
New b, saying, “that’s a coupe, is it?”
Old b, saying “who these new bitches?”
Fucked up every time I do visit
Look back every time I do miss it
On, God
You ain't really on the map
You just getting off track
If you really want the cap
Lost my favorite hat at Raf’s
This shit ain't for you bro
This shit is for me
You say you got 2 hoes? Bitch, let’s make it 3!
Let’s make it three!
[Chorus]

Hit me up, hit me up, hit me up
Shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh
My life right when the night turn bright
Okay, you can ball kid, but can you shoot like Mike?
(Swish) PERFECT!
Hit me up, hit me up, hit me up
Shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh, shimmy yuh
Unlifelike when the night turn bright
(Swish) PERFECT!
Okay, you can ball kid, but can you shoot like Mike?

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay...

[Instrumental Outro]