Huh, throw it up, word up, wait a minuteYeah, Sonic YouthYeah, I'm fuckin' on somethin' againHammer down, bitchHammer down, hammer down, hammer downI just walked in Supreme, I ain't not scared to line (yeah)Huh, mama, I'm on beans, I'm tryna waste my time (yeah)And my pocket full of fleek, I'ma spend that dime (yeah)Pullin' out my (yeah), pullin' out my (yeah) stick (yeah)I was 19 on the block with your bitch (yeah)And she skippin' class, I just pulled out that whole assWhere the blunt? Fuck it, actI ain't smoke in like six weeks, I can't go fuckin' backYeah, my bitch got pretty feet (whoa)Skrrt and scat, y'all wanna hate me (whoa)Man, this track it back, I don't like you, babyI just want you hate me, I just want you hate meG's on, bitch, I'm sprayin', G's on, bitch, I'm sprayin'Stands on, bitch, I'm skatin', we just throw it back, babyT's up, bitch, I'm huntin', T's up, bitch, I'm huntin' (yeah, uh)We make 'em bleed in the sun, we make 'em bleed in the sun (yeah)Go cry back to your mama, touch upPut your wrist up, mama (wrist up, mama)Ooh, diamonds hotter, I can't catch you, I'ma fatherBruno, I don't need no cosignerEverything straight, bitch, chill in the sideChillin' aside (ayy), chillin' aside (ayy)Livin' outside (ayy) since all the times (ayy)I just walked in Supreme, I ain't not scared to line (yeah)Huh, mama, I'm on beans, I'm tryna waste my time (yeah)And my pocket full of fleek, I'ma spend that dime (yeah)Pullin' out my (yeah), pullin' out my (yeah) stick (yeah)I was 19 on the block with your bitch (yeah)And she skippin' class, I just pulled out that whole assWhere the blunt? Fuck it, actI ain't smoke in like six weeks, I can't go fuckin' backI'm consumin' these hoes (yeah)And I'm consumin' these hoes (yeah)I can't let you say no (no, no, yeah)I gotta fuck that bitch, then I can goI tryna whip that shit up, boy, you can't turn on the stoveYou ain't, you ain't got no drip, I know you don't buy no clothesI could make it flip, I get work off of the lowOh, wait, I get so much bread, I love that shit to my broOh, my God, this ho, ho, ho, ho, ohYeah, oh, oh, black teeth, black teethDiamond chain, you know, and you get pushed, pushed, pushedYeah, touchin' me, yeah, ohWe back for all the shit I did to youI put on my best fit, yeah, bitch, I'm in syncWhen I see your face, uh, you know what I did for youWhen you see that face, you know what I did for youWhen I see that waist from like a mile awayI make shit skate, can't feel it, get up on, got my faceEvery day look like yesterday, every day look like yesterdayTryna cut a bitch on another face (oh, yeah)Every day look like yesterday, every day look like yesterdayEvery day look like yesterday, every day look like yesterdayEvery day look like yesterday, every day look like yesterdayEvery day look like yesterday, every day look like yesterday
