[ Featuring Lil Tjay ]
Ooh-uh, woah, uh-uh
Mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My grip, I can't get a hold of it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I go to sleep with a loaded clip
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war about my gang
I go to war about my gang
I go to
Look, I'm bipolar, my girl is bisexual
She eat that pussy like vegetables, hmm
I get brain, intellectual, everyday I put "get high" on the schedule
I freak your letters, am I freaking exes?
I don't know why they keep on sleeping on me zzz
I am the greatest, it is not even in this industry got ADHD
If we being honest, the only reason why I am smiling
Is because my teeth got its diamonds
I used to be silent, I've been up at night with my pyjamas
As a kid, I grew up on violence
I've been to war, what do you know about it
I got the star of the show
I got the fleece that'll cover the piece when it's dinner time
I'm in a war in my head a lot
I'ma take more even though, It's been clouding my head a lot
I saw the bro, layed with crows all around him
And that means he's not coming home
I am a Taurus but not with the bullshit
Mix the orange soda with the actavis
It got me hooked just like the courses
I'm responsible for all this traffic
And I ride a Mustang not the horses
Got a twin with me like Minneapolis
How did I end up on the Forbes List?
I'm from Cleveland we don't make it out of here
Mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My grip, I can't get a hold of it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I go to sleep with a loaded clip
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war about my gang
I go to war about my gang
I go to
Mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I go to sleep with a loaded clip
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My grip, I can't get the hold of it
This my f*cking town, I get high if I want to
'Cause my f*cking town, I know friends to say bye to
Ay, down here walking, VVS
And my diamond they gliter on my chest
Ain't know this shit straight up off the dome
Got a couple bros never coming home
Put a milli' on my motherf*cking rich
Every diamond on me motherf*cking blessed
And I'm really with the motherf*cking shits
Run up on me, I'ma empty out this clip
And they just trying
And they just try lock a nigga up
Lotta pushing nigga acting like they talk
When I see them in person, it's a bluff
And I live for this shit I'ma hop off rush
In the jungle, I remember had the flush
I remember I had that contraband
Came home, now, a motherf*cking man
I've been getting some motherf*cking band
Pop a nigga like a motherf*cking Xan
I don't give a motherf*cking fan
They know I go motherf*cking hand
But I don't get a (?)
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war, I go to war, I go to war about my gang
I go to war about my gang
I go to war about my gang
I go to
