Yeah, yeah
Sippin tris like woo, yeah
I been on my shit, yeah
Turn that beat to a painting
I feel like I'm Batman, yeah
I got wockhardt in my cereal
I been sippin tris like nothing (nothing)
Two-Five, call it a lick, yeah
It's 72 degrees in this beat, yeah
My jacket Helmut Lang, yeah
And my tee, it's number nine bitch
Point a finger you get shot at
Lean like a pool, yeah
Lean like a pool, bitch
I been dying now I'm born again
I been on my shit, yeah
I need some racks, I need some guap, yeah
I need some racks, I need some guap, yeah
I need some racks, I need some guap, yeah
I need my bitch, I need my bitch, yeah
I need my Glock, I need to step it
I got this .44 hot, yeah
Turn that beat to a painting
Turn that bеat to a painting
I'm sipping on lean, I'm sippin on Tris, I'm sippin on
I'm sipping on lean, I'm sippin on Tris, I'm sippin on
That bitch she wanna fly likе woah
That bitch she wanna fly like woah
Hold up like woah
Shawty don't fw me coz of my swag
Shawty don't fw me coz of my swag
Bitch, I'm fly as fuck, I'm the kid
I been doing shit like forever
Bitch wanna test me, I'm like never
Bitch wanna test me, I'm like never
I been on my shit like yo
Please don't test me, please don't test me no
I got wockhardt in my cereal
I been sippin tris like nothing (nothing)
Two-Five, call it a lick, yeah
It's 72 degrees in this beat, yeah