Ayy Royce D right here!
[Lil Mosey]
Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)
My n***a roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo,bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean
[Lil Mosey]
Yeah, 30 'round my neck, my j**els water like saline
And my life be movin' fast like I'm in a movie, ayy
We don't f** around, so we holding .223
And I'm on the f**ing Xan, I just mixed it in my drink
I sip on the lean and my big homie OG, yeah
I got 20 shooters, they gon' wet you like saline, yeah
And I'm wit' lil' Fendi, that lil bro, he's flippin' key, and
My j**els wet like water and I'm sippin' on codeine, yeah
[Lil Mosey & BlocBoy JB]
Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)
My n***a roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo,bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean (Yeah, yeah, word, word)
[BlocBoy JB]
We smoke gas like the bag, ain't no turnin' down (Down)
Jeans sag, purple rain, crippin' in yo town (Crip)
Players goin' down, ayy, where he stay? I need him now, ayy (Rra)
I call up them Feezies, they gon' smoke him like a ounce (Word, word, word, word, word)
b**h-b**h I make the trap bounce, what you need? I got that
n***a tried to rob me, best believe I shot that (That's on my mama)
These n***as ain't k**ers, they the one that's gettin' shot at (Shot at)
They snitchin' and I copped that, they made me put put top back
[Lil Mosey]
Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)
My n***a roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo,bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean