I got on that bright yellow casentino A little ice in the casamigos A little thot we got in these sheets though A little pop in my aime leon dore Get it, uh I do what I want, when I want, where I want it, uh Ima be a flaunt cuz a bitch won’t cut it, uh Ima be the don that don that ’01 Vuitton And ’02-’03 Lebron a 400 degrees I’m so toasty, can we get a toast please? Bump oldies only since ’03 This the holy smoke it’s no smoke screen Hopin’ I overdose and go ghost please I go fee fo with the fum Ya’ll just no fun, you bitches be hum drum That is not a perc, you posin’ with three tums That was your girl? Just hit the rectum Like woah Hit that Million and then I’ll be ready to go Yeah I’m still a youngin’ but the money gone be old I be turnin nothin into something bet they bet I would be bluffin now the brand Is more than worth it’s weight in gold This is not Dior it’s Aime Leon to the toes I just can’t afford to be the reason we don’t blow Maybe it’ll rain or even snow I know the seasons come and go but When it’s warm you bet I’m keepin on the coat Bright yellow casentino A little ice in the casamigos A little thot we got in these sheets though A little pop in my aime leon dore A little pop in my aime leon dore

I don’t give a fuck, give a damn, give a rat’s ass This the eucharist and you could have the last laugh The last mass Flyin’ flags at half mast It’s the apocalypse so ima do it half-assed Huh Im rollin’ loud smokin’ big gas Zig Zag’s, big bags, and panic attacks I’m in the attic with Anne Frank and bin laden Goin’ at his adam’s apple with six axes I’m goin’ up, you on the x-axis Fuck a B-list actress in the Aston out in Calabases Break her back up on a bean bag mattress Buy her breakfast, write it off when I go do my taxes That’s the way it happened, I’m not like you buddy I’m out in Cali this not Philly, it ain’t always sunny I’m tryna make a couple mill, act like I don’t know nobody Cuz I don’t owe nobody except the kid Talk to ‘em Ima get all of this, I don’t give a fuck 2031 I’ll be that boyo in the cut Ima fuck it up Feel it in the gut I’ll be rockin’ out like I’m that boyo in the cut Ima get all of this, I don’t give a fuck 2031 I’ll be that boyo in the cut Ima fuck it up Feel it in the gut I’ll be rockin’ out like I’m that boyo in the cut Shh, zip, don’t ask me nothin’, I’m the I’m the kid with the magic button The ad astra bound The always after somethin’ You know we platinum bound, so can’t answer questions I’m on the six floor capitol Piss-poor rapper but the bitches all after him Six-oh stature, got the pretty boy factor With a dagger on the visage Treat me like an actor with the clapperboard and massage Huh But you don’t get it how I get it Holdin’ everybody’s fuckin’ hand I’m independent Follow everybody on the gram to get a mention Only got your grandma at attention No exceptions Ima do my lil dance Do my lil dance I am the man with the corduroy pants I am the pastor, I am the lamb I am the peanut butter I am the jam Ima get all of this, I don’t give a fuck 2031 I’ll be that boyo in the cut Ima fuck it up Feel it in the gut I’ll be rockin’ out like I’m that boyo in the cut Ima get all of this, I don’t give a fuck 2031 I’ll be that boyo in the cut Ima fuck it up Feel it in the gut I’ll be rockin’ out like I’m that boyo in the cut

Yeah who left the keys to the all white bimmer Ima hop in her, take her for a spinner Down melrose all the moms look like ‘03 Kris Jenner wanna see my wiener Oh I don’t even know how to drive Ima drive slow so the cops don’t mind Howdy heidy ho mister officer Oh you want an autograph? Take a polaroid, it last longerer Now shake it in the ayer All glowed up, you could look don’t stayer What they just say? Ah fuck don’t cayer Hudi town bitch I’m the mayor Ima go 35 in the 85 Yeah yeah Please don’t look at me Not certified, not qualified Yeah yeah Please don’t look at me When I step on it, get out the way When I move on it, get out the way When I step on it, get out the way When I move get the fuck out my way Yeah, Ima get a face tat Ima break a bitch back Wocket in my pocket she gon take it out and yick yack When I get to rock, bet its poppin, blow her hips back When she get to sloppin I’ll be moppin up the splish splash Li-li-like what? Like aquaman Three ativan then I hit the gram And kick game with bad fans from Milan I switch lanes Japan then Amsterdam I’m the man with no plan I know she got three And 1-2 gon lead to a few plan b The sun roof, the coupe I’m the new jt And it’s fuck you and you cuz you don’t know me Ima go 35 in the 85 Yeah yeah Please don’t look at me Not certified, not qualified Yeah yeah Please don’t look at me When I step on it, get out the way When I move on it, get out the way When I step on it, get out the way When I move get the fuck out my way

I might be young but I know some things We’ve talked enough can I show you things, ooh Blessin’ me with your everything I might be young but I I might be young but I I might be young but I know some things We’ve talked enough can I show you things, ooh Blessin’ me with your everything I might be young but I I might be young but I I might be young but I Hut one, hut two, hut three hut I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around Hut one, hut two, hut three hut I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Huh Okay She don’t rock Prada, rock Louis Vuitton Cuz everything always off round me Okay Need a whole lotta ass in the Impala But it’s not tame round me Okay Ima big balla, big like Biggie Poppa Everyone wanna kick it round me Okay Got a bit taller, marked it on the wall And everyone wanna stand round me Okay, huh Like this, like that I Represent my city, my class I Still don’t know how to act ah Bouta really put the boy on the map ah Told me don’t blink, think fast Throwin’ 95 at the bat, boom bap then I Hit the hunnit yard dash Runnin’ right back to that Ok And I got moves La la la Like this like ooh La la la Like watch my shoes La la la like I’m a young boy but you bet I got taste like Ooh Da da da Don’t step on the blues Da da da This mixed with the juice Da da da da I’m a young boy but you bet I got taste like Yeah beast mode, I’m bout to C note shorty I’m evil Got the bad boy tat, need a E hoe On my sad boy shit out in WeHo With a bad lil Huh yeah East coast Need a 42 ounce, no Titos When baby bounce that shit, looks illegal Take me down down To freak around round Everybody lookin’ through the peephole Like this, like that I Represent my city, my class I Still don’t know how to act ah Bouta really put the boy on the map ah And I got moves La la la Like this like ooh La la la Like watch my shoes La la la like I’m a young boy but you bet I got taste like Ooh Da da da Don’t step on the blues Da da da This mixed with the juice Da da da da I’m a young boy but you bet I got taste like Hut one, hut two, hut three hut I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around Hut one, hut two, hut three hut I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Turn around I buh buh buh bump that shit Huh

Fell in love, called it off quick then Givin’ up, wasn’t my intent Baby I absolve all of my missteps I was dumb and above everything I was Old but I’m younger now Than I was then Than I was then Old but I’m younger now Does it make sense? Does it make sense? And I’m losin’ my mind in this silence Love when I’m gently reminded Up in this heaven I’m blinded Cuz those Iris be too blindin’ Am I losin’ my head when I say this? Said that I loved you belated Maybe I’m gone, medicated But I’m anxious, and I’ll take it Fell in love, called it off quick then Givin’ up, wasn’t my intent Baby I absolve all of my missteps I was dumb and above everything I was Old but I’m younger now Than I was then Than I was then Old but I’m younger now Does it make sense? Does it make sense? And I’m losin’ my mind in this silence Love when I’m gently reminded Up in this heaven I’m blinded Cuz those Iris be too blindin’ Am I losin’ my head when I say this? Said that I loved you belated Maybe I’m gone, medicated But I’m anxious, and I’ll take it

I’ve just been wastin all my time Sittin here waiting for my shine If I don’t make it I don’t mind If I don’t make it I don’t mind Watching the day to day go by Bet by the time I’ve lived my life I’ll be the one to tell you twice Don’t be debating if I tried I’ve just been wastin all my time Sittin here waiting for my shine If I don’t make it I don’t mind If I don’t make it I don’t mind Watching the day to day go by Bet by the time I’ve lived my life I’ll be the one to tell you twice Don’t be debating if I tried Thought I’d be the man when I left my home Thought I’d have a shawty I would call my own Thought I’d be the boy they could rly count on Thought they’d be Drowning in my prose Guess I didn’t know I would be alone Guess I didn’t know nobody would stay along Guess I played the game but I played it all wrong Guess I’ll be Givin up my throne And I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I I need you cuz I’m Lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I I’ve just been wastin all my time Sittin here waiting for my shine If I don’t make it I don’t mind If I don’t make it I don’t mind Watching the day to day go by Bet by the time I’ve lived my life I’ll be the one to tell you twice Don’t be debating if I tried I’ve just been wastin all my time Sittin here waiting for my shine If I don’t make it I don’t mind If I don’t make it I don’t mind Watching the day to day go by Bet by the time I’ve lived my life I’ll be the one to tell you twice Don’t be debating if I tried And I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I I need you cuz I’m Lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I’m lonely But you don’t give a fuck baby I Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck? Why don’t you give a fuck?

I would really drop my weight to fight a bad bitch battles Got the lil European bands And when I be off land Piccadilly no daddle We don’t waste time baby I don’t tell a tale to no man Less I know he won’t tattle Shit be gettin’ through the grape vine And they call me lucky 7 cuz she got 9 lives And I ate 9 times Uhuh uh yeah I’m like hi, watch this I'm too high Top bitch Platinum ride, flop shit Pass me by Slow, slow I’m like hi, watch this I’m too high Top bitch Platinum ride, flop shit Pass me by Slow, slow Go go go Hudi in the house, bounce Turn it up you know I like it loud I got the amenities, why they want me around 20 on the pendant might get bro one on the house 30 out in London might be 25 in pounds I like it abundant give no fucks about amount I be out in public pay no mind they run they mouth Everytime I hit the the lil town Home bound I’m a Third reich lookin ass but I’m rockin six star Gang star in the XR Hit a little Benzo out in Sidney and they call it Benzaur I been doin this without no mentaur And the dick hang right like we really Breitbart Mixed martial arts on that pussy Then I hit the hype bar Reptar lookin ass But I rat a tat tat on her rug and break backs And that’s all facts I’m like hi, watch this I’m too high Top bitch Platinum ride, flop shit Pass me by Slow, slow I’m like hi, watch this I’m too high Top bitch Platinum ride, flop shit Pass me by Slow, slow Got a little somethin baby can you come and light this Heads pullin up, ISIS When I’m back in my city I’m baggin bitches right left Milkin this and it get hard to digest I been too belligerent right now I’m movin silent Bro like I don’t get how you ain’t die yet I’m not one to beef with you right now I’m on a diet I just wanna get this shorty thighs wet P-p-pop p-pop p-pop my collar Not takin advice if you can’t talk dollars Not talkin polite if you ain’t no scholar That’s chicken and rice if you wanted my order And I work the ovaries till they over easy Touch me tease me kiss me please me Don’t gotta believe me but baby don’t leave me It’s the H. Smeezy 22 B.C. I’m like hi, watch this I’m too high Top bitch Platinum ride, flop shit Pass me by Slow, slow I’m like hi, watch this I’m too high Top bitch Platinum ride, flop shit Pass me by Slow, slow