1st verse
Tracy Chapman, no fast car
We just hanging unlatched bra
Oh wait thats too far
Like relax just chill bruh
N***a I'm back and you know this
All black in new Dries Van Noten
So happy we gonna be straight
Now look we trap like the dude on the lake

Shit where you wanna go
Put that camo on, ain't no congo
She be praying to the god's out in Soho
She really take it off for the logo?
Bout to go in n***a oh my goodness
Fuck bill cosby
Proof in the pudding
Wild and crazy kid oh my good'n

2nd verse
Model chicks and art galleries, only came for that free wine
Model chicks and art galleries bump me in they free time
Right after lolawolf
Other n***as in the game be so ugh
Man these rappers so boring I'd rather read manga
In the meantime I'ma knock out a banger
Still red jacket with the pill on it
Hopping on the red bike then I peel on em
Did the running man, now I'm running man
Watch a running man turn a hundred fans to a hundred grand like another band out in london, man
We are not all in the same
Look at the art that I hang
Only rock Helmut that's Newton or Lang
Soon as I eat then my crew do the same