you texted me so whatshoewant huh timtom got gas if you need thats whatshoewant huh falling the fuck on my face thats whatshoewant huh walk in the store and i ll say pick whatshoewant mom x2 i won t lose my way gps my sway hiphop s a buffet im on my second plate my light shine through your shade ha ha ha most people can t relate i rarely conversate cuz i talk that walk that walk run it up marshall faulk pole vault right into the vault your girl stalk i swear it s not my fault haters throw sodium there s no consoling them slick like petroleum on some linoleum feel like napoleon flow from a podium doper than opium i need some oziun im in the zone again yeah goddamn stopped watching the throne and ignoring my phone i left you alone said you needed your own but you turned to a hoe again i swear if you call me a bro again i ll end up just tagging a toe again flexin my flow again im off the dro again flip off the po again x2 young man go young man go and show out nigga try to showoff guarantee that you get shown out oh lord look at the scoreboard its a blowout im just trynna ball until my acl gets blown out the fuck are you waiting for the fuck are you hating for if youre not first then your last i think im a sociopath remember december when you were so centered and now you re a member on tinder yeah remember adventures when we were on benders and sipped on that tea with the ginger yeah look at my face i look and feel so outta place probably fit in outerspace i deserve praise flaco just went in a craze oh no just do what he says i think that boy might be simon they judge a nigga like simon i do not shop at a simon my blade gone pegg you like simon i get the vintage consignment look for my flow cannot find it pardon me for my bravado sk8 hi s the color moscatto nigga you scared of your shadow all of these rappers they tattle my heart and my mind always battle hoppin right back on the saddle 