• It’s crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
    To everybody on your d**k, no homo
    I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
    Next time I’m in church, please no photos
    Police escorts, everybody passports
    This the life that everybody ask for
    This a fast life, we are on a crash course
    What you think I rap for? To push a f@#kin’ Rav 4?
    But I know that if I stay stunting
    All these girls only gon’ want one thing
    I could spend my whole life good will hunting
    Only good gon’ come is it’s good when I’m coming
    She got an a** that’ll swallow up her G-string
    And up top, uh, two bee stings
    And I’m beasting, off the re-sling
    And my ***** just made it out the precinct
    We give a damn about the drama that you do bring
    I’m just tryna change the color on your mood ring
    Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things
    Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings?
    What’s that, Ye? Baby, these heels
    Is that a May-what? Baby, these wheels
    You trippin’ when you ain’t sippin’, have a refill
    You feelin’ like you run it, huh?
    Now you know how we feel.