[Intro]
It's 1:50am, you know what I'm saying?
N***as gon' get this shit right no matter what
Uh, yeah, uh

[Verse]
This year I'ma make more Gs, make more cheese
And I did songs with Skateboard P
N***as is like, "What kinda style is he?"
Designer, but all the best things in life are free
I do this for my little brother like Phonte
Bitch, my flow picante and this is just the entree
I'ma do what the fuck I want, Waka
And if they say they nicer, they some cons, they just Chaka
And it's cranberry vodka
Hope these n***as don't disturb me
And don't you touch my back if your fucking hands are dirty
I'm up early (I can't stop)
And I got racks on racks on racks
And got plaques on plaques on plaques
Tell them to just calm down and relax
Then it's lights out like Hornacek, Jeff
Yes, pass me the torch, I'm gonna carry it
Catch me at the Marriot, an underground Harriet
Prolly caught the sackerton, I'll tell her mom what's happening
I'll run all up in them laps, we meeting like some track events
School more, milk and sweat, broom, chores, iTunes
Tune chords, fit the kicks on my room floor (I can't—)
I was there when Vain came, bro, what's up with that name change?
This shit is my main thing
Aim, aim, bang, bang
That's wrong, son, we the ones on now; fuck it, we on one
She just wanna kick it, no harm done
I can never stop it, I'm trending, I'm a topic
She make them other bitches hard to see, microscopic
[Outro]
Yeah, n***a I got it
Xaph, just drop it (I can't stop)
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