Yuh
Aye, aye, aye
What do I say to my kids
How do I paint em' a pic
How do I teach em' to give
All of this pain that I live
I rip out my ribs
Do not put your life in these rips
Painting these pictures like Bart
I put my life in these bars
They don't kneel to God, they kneel to the cars
I do not belong, first ticket to Mars
I am a sentinel
Driving my car like a Rover
I got the range
Curry from three then it's over
Three then it's over
I never stay sober
I'm painting these pictures I keep my paint wet
Cross over this line and I'll never forget
True homies stay loyal say f*ck all the rest
I don't f*ck with girls who rock triple white Keds
Uh, oh uh uh, Kha Kha Khazu
What, what do I do without you
Uh, girl yeah I love you
Something I missed, I forgot how to kiss
So I'm bleeding my love through this song
My pain and my fortune, I put it in writing
Lil Uzi Vert my money long
I'm ascending to levels that you could not reach
So I had to dye my hair all blonde
I am Son Goku
Louis all on me
They call me papi
I say buenas noches
Ridin' around in a foreign, my dreams are real
One day Yxng Khazu be touring
Khazu be touring
Can't wait to be rich so I'm flooring
Call up the homies
Let em know that I'm touring
Paintin' these pictures like you
Paintin' these pictures for me
What do they say in the room
What do they sayin' to me
Aye
What do I say to my kids
How do I paint em' a pic
How do I teach em' to give
All of this pain that I live
I rip out my ribs
Do not put your life in these rips
Painting these pictures like Bart
I put my life in these bars
They don't kneel to God, they kneel to the cars
I do not belong, first ticket to Mars
I am a sentinel
Driving my car like a Rover
I got the range
Curry from three then it's over
Three then it's over
I never stay sober
Yeah
What do I say to my kids
I'm with the shits, turning a 2 to a 6
F*cken' with all of these bricks, making em flip
No face when I'm hitting the liq
Smokin' it all by the zip, pouring up 4's
I see codeine when I piss
What do I say to my kids
That you can get money and hoes
But don't listen to this
Shooting that coward, he wet like some paint
Money and power, I don't want the fame
Trappin' for hours, I'm servin them Caine
Speaker got louder, when I see the jakes
Glock on my hip when we touring
Swerving a foreign, driving that shit like it's stolen
All of these pussies be folding
They cannot hold it
Blicky so hot that it's molten