IG Captions

Yeah

Yeah, this, you know who type of beat this is, huh

Tssk, huh, ayy

(It's Hokatiwi)

Ayy

Yeah

Never once in life did I try and be somebody else

Deep down inside, feel like I don't need nobody help

Dub after dub, I just know this shit come with L's

Balling on my own, I went through pain ain't nobody felt

Talk shit, wipe my mouth 'fore I leave the booth

Paul Pierce could be your fucking pops, still wouldn't be the truth

With some hell-raisers, skrrt off, hear the Demon zoom

Bloomingdale, Saks, finna fuck up Neiman's too

Let me tell you something

All that tough talk, when it's smoke, just inhale you some

Shot clock cheese, boy, them boys got a bail out bucket

Since high school, shit, I ain't really fail on nothing

Real life, ain't cap since I wore a gown

Tried to lock me out the game, seen the door and tore it down

Used to watch LeBron, I take heat down to Florida now

Used to wanna be the star player, I'm performing now

Huh, yeah, you better guard me

High as hell, forgot the whip don't even take no car keys

Me and Teejay on a play, shoot at Far East

Playmaker, used to ask coach, "Could I start, please?"

Walk a lil' drip, come through, talk a lil' shit

Before you run with the bag, you gotta walk a lil' bit

Good zaza, yes, bitch, I'm off a lil' bit

Ain't no gender switch on this chop, it chalk a lil' bitch

Money team with the punches, what up, Floyd?

Kudos, them buffs ain't from Hutch, boy

Broke than a motherfucker, need a crutch, boy

Scam God, pulling twenty jacks off of one 'Droid

Runtz got me outer space, I'm flyer than an asteroid

Play a dirty game in the city, we the bad boys

You cannot slide, your whip ain't even got no gas, boy

Buy it for the low, same day, I'ma tax boy

They say time is money, but I wish I could borrow hours

Money on your head, Bape zip, bet my shark devour

Bicep in the widebody, hear it start with power (Skrrt, ayy)

Threw a twenty ball at my bitch when she started pouting

Tryna run off, crack his legs, we'll Harbor House him

He can make it, but he can't stack it, worst part about him

If he don't use his head, sneak up and knock the smart up out him

Damn, now his brains on the sidewalk

Bitch said I'm broke, let my chains and my ice talk

You ain't spending pape', please get up off the skywalk

Played the game, now it's .223s in your drywall

Bathing Ape with the Human Made, it say dry all (Woo)

Grab the money out the shh, then I drive off (Woo)

Two-four-seven with it, fuck a night off

Like underneath your eyebrows, bitch, I ball

Andrei Kirilenko, got an AK-47 tucked

Pop black as fuck, started off as a 7UP

Three off a credit, slide six off a debit punch

Thinking I'ma lose the long run, okay, bet it up

No hooks, no chorus, all Instagram captions

Drums here, sticks there, it's looking like this band practice

Exotic Backwoods like my shirt, I got bad habits

Vlone tee for the free off of scam magic

They can see me balling from the farthest seat up in the crowd

If I ever hear it's up with doggy, put him in the ground

All that lil' spinning shit dead, I can hit her now

Bitch asked for money, that's like asking me, "Do fishes drown?"

Tssk

Like, hell nah

Said that I'd come up quick as hell, what I tell y'all?

I been up since I got up, I ain't fell off

It's 2021, do not ask if I sell sauce

Fuck an L, lately I just really have my mind on wins

We gon' come back to back for bro if you slide on him

Punch God, remember all them nights tryna find a BIN

Got the force, I'll swing the stick like I'm Qui-Gon Jinn

Yeah, bitch, I'm feeling like a Jedi Knight

Pretty lil' bitch finna give me the head I like

You miss the shots, crank your badges up and get your deadeye right

Lil' bitch won't hop off my dick 'cause I said I swipe

Ayy, ShittyBoyz