Yeah

I'm looking for my phone
I'm looking for my home

Yeah

Just looking for my own
I'm looking for my own

I'm looking for my own
I'm looking for my friends
I'm looking to be found

No, I don't want no old
No, I don't want no old bitch
I just want that new shit

Dog

Tell me your problem
I can fix it
All of these bitches, they don't want nothing
They just want money, they want my money

Yeah
Only silver chains on in the house
(huh)
And when I get out
(yeah)
I swear I'll be something
I swear I'll be the goat
I'm about to be the mouth
I like you with glasses
[???]
I knock you around
That shit's panorama
Right fist, panorama
Yeah
I don't want nothing
I don't want a copy (yeah)
I'm rolling that blunt, I know that I love it
Yeah, uh, uh
I don't want smoke on no reefer
I am not sleeping with keepers
I am just sleeping with her
Yeah
When you on magic, it's magic
I don't know nothing like magic
Yeah
I am just looking like Jordan
Yeah
Pull up and shock her like Jordan
Yeah
Making that jump like I'm Jordan
Yeah, yeah, uh
[?]
I just might, might be the goat
I just might be the new goat
You can not tell what i know
I come from the cold
I come from the snow
And the new kid motherfuckin'
[rolling] with the chain
Yeah
Open in the house with the chains
Yeah
Only fucking silver on my chains
Yeah
I don't got goldie like nothing
I don't got goldie like Travis
Put on my chains, like bitch i'm so magic
(yeah)
We don't want nothing but reefer
(yeah)
We don't want nothing but reefer
(Ooh)
I just want drink for the new kid
I just want drink on some new shit
I just want drink with my new kids (yeah)
I got some new kicks
[You know they all Jordans] (yeah)
[You know they go easy]
[Got the clips on...?] (Ooh)
But I come from the back
And I come from the back