Keep hearing 'bout this
Debate and shit,
Like what the f*ck?
What the f*ck
Is all that fuss
When they debate
'Bout the best
You know Jay Amor
The goat
You speak on him,
You gon' get stretched
You know I make that pussy wet
I got that "S" up on my Chest
I got amor up on my neck
And I be running up a check
And all these chains are not for show
You talking shit, then drop the lo'
All my shooters stay on go
All my shooters stay on go
Shawty looking at my skin
Because she like the way it glow
Need to speak to me in private
Better say it 'round the Bros
Man, I feel like Kanye East
The way I'm turning up the coast
Amor Armada do the most
And that is just what we do
I be chilling like I'm shaggy
With my dog is Scooby-Doo
I got nothing else to prove
I got nothing else to lose
Got a lot of shit to gain
I want the money not the fame
Yes, I care about the artistry,
But y'all just think it's lame
I've been turning 'round the tables,
I done made this shit a game
All these niggas telling stories,
So I stay inside my lane
There's nothing else
For me to say
At this f*cking point,
Restart the song
And press play
Living on the edge,
Almost every other day
Going on tour for me,
Feels like a holiday
What the f*ck
Is all that fuss
When they debate
'Bout the best
You know Jay Amor
The goat
You speak on him,
You gon' get stretched
I know it's been a minute
Since I dropped
Was truly worth the wait,
Time isn't real nigga,
Clocks to me, be feelin' fake
How you know you really livin'
I can tell you how you feeling
Tryna leave your mental state
And then act different in ya' game
Why don't you do the f*cking same
When it comes to real life
A bunch of rotten ass apples
Tryna' find one that's ripe
All you niggas going left,
And I know it ain't right,
You could lead a horse to water
But could never save they life,
All I'm drinking now is water
True conductor of a life,
Put down the double cups
And stop making dirty sprite
Yeah