[Intro]
Tryp on the beat
Ay Wonda, you're an alien

[Verse 1]
I was depressed without that presser
Clamped it and made one extra (Second one)
You ain't had a bird in the cab
Same time you're on Capital XTRA (Argh)
Designer, mix-match
But it cost a lot and it's droppin' well (Yeah)
Let's lurk, two L's
Load that fours, bring the dots as well (Bring it)
I'm the same man that made Pyrex cool
That's was rappin' and flyin' 'em all (Flyin' them)
In school, couldn't bring my skeng
But I had a flick shank in the dinin' hall
Tie them laces
I don't know your place at work but mine was vacant (Argh)
Got the brick and broke it
Now it's slow drives in the spaceship (Neaw)
Pretty little thing, can't ever get caught with kingpin
No, that's headache (Headache)
USA 'bout 20K, ATL then LA (Yes)
I was tryna link up with the killys in yard
That's high grade spliffs and reggae (Argh)
Ties some string with the SK
Opp block tryna press play (Press it)
[Chorus]
Fam's tellin' me I need rage or plate with the ice
Said it's nearly lockin'
Plugged in, they barely got it (Got it)
Fully in season, yeah, she clocked me
I was on the corner with robbers and shottas
Party with barbies, bae, she blocked me (Argh)
Vexed cah all a n***a do is lifestyle (Yeah)
But at least man do it up properly (Proper)
Costs to be a boss
And I paid it already and left a tip (Take it)
Good little spice
Virgin, tight, only let the tip (Argh)
Respect the drip
Don't draw me out, gotta mess the drip (Might ruin it)
Man shot two 9's but the rest a myth
So lit that she wishes she let me hit (Bitch)

[Verse 2]
I can't bang, I'm way too gone
Let my man paint it (My man draw it)
Bro got the Golden Boot, he tied them laces (Tie them up)
Premeditated, killed the game, I planned it (Yeah)
Gimme that door, I'll slam it (Slam it)
In a 4.3, it's draggin' (Neaw)
Them rap songs got me lidge (Lidge)
Big drip got me your bitch (Bitch)
Opp block, tryna play 'it'
One hand ting, flicka da wrist
Flick up a brick
Broke it down and out but the stamp was Fendi (Yeah)
Mix-match designer
Birds, that's minor
Me and S ran through plenty (Loads)
[Chorus]
Fam's tellin' me I need rage or plate with the ice
Said it's nearly lockin'
Plugged in, they barely got it (Got it)
Fully in season, yeah, she clocked me
I was on the corner with robbers and shottas
Party with barbies, bae, she blocked me (Argh)
Vexed cah all a n***a do is lifestyle (Yeah)
But at least man do it up properly (Proper)
Costs to be a boss
And I paid it already and left a tip (Take it)
Good little spice
Virgin, tight, only let the tip (Argh)
Respect the drip
Don't draw me out, gotta mess the drip (Might ruin it)
Man shot two 9's but the rest a myth
So lit that she wishes she let me hit (Bitch)